The subject matter of this book itself was difficult to read about. Being in a country at a time when a supposed presidential drug war is the excuse for extra judicial killings, the topic of a drug addict in a romance novel is especially hard to take in and, actually, like. Maybe that’s why I don’t like this as much as the rest of my reading comrades did. Maybe it’s also because of the bad rap that cops are getting these days – in both my country (where cops have always had a bad rep, i.e., dirty) and in the US of A.
More likely, the reason why I don’t like it as much is probably because the whole scenario is unlikely and unbelievable. Sophie Haines, the daughter of a police chief, fell in love with a secret junkie in high school. That junkie, Jude, ultimately killed her brother in a car crash. They met again 3 and half years later, after Jude was let out on parole (following his conviction for manslaughter). They rekindled their sexual relationship, despite Sophie’s understandable misgivings, and because they have uncontrollable libidos and are inexplicably drawn towards each other. I’m a yin-yang believer, but this was ridiculous, to be quite honest. Goody-goody-two-shoes Sophie went bad with her choice of a boyfriend. Bad boy Jude tried to control his lustful (lovely?) thoughts and actions for the woman who could ultimately destroy him, but he fails time and again.
In the end, it turned out that Sophie’s police chief dad was the real bad guy. Jude’s conviction was pardoned and overturned, and they lived happily ever after. Now, you know why I just couldn’t keep an open mind while reading it. I thought Sophie and Jude were just not meant to be together – they neither “looked” nor “sounded” right to me, after all the drama and trauma they both went thru. The things that, in reality, would’ve kept any self-preserving human being away from those that harm them or make them recall harmful/painful things, were the ones that kept both fictional characters together. Steadfast is not “steadfast” at all, IMO. It’s “Torture.”