After reading binding 13 and keeping 13, I needed and had to read Joey's pov, especially to learn about his side of the abuse that he experienced at home at the hand of his dad. Joey and Aoife grew on me really quickly, and Joey's story broke me apart and idk how I'm gonna read redeeming 16 with my broken heart. Aofie cared for Joey so so much despite how he acted towards her at times, and she always loved him no matter what. I gave this book 5 stars, and I already know that redeeming 6 will be a 5 star read for me. My heart broke when we learnt that Joey had to be the one to pay and provide for his siblings, and how he had to act as a mum and a dad to his brothers and sister when that was not his job to do at all.

Quotes:
- “Stay out of trouble out there, okay?” I nodded slowly. “I’ll try my best.” “Make sure you do,” she laughed. “Because I’ve put an awful lot of effort into saving you, six.”
- “I never knew devastation until he walked into my world and gave me a glimpse into his. I never knew heart break until he decimated my heart by decimating his body. I never knew hurt until he walked away from me. I never knew. I never…”
- “You shouldn't settle for anything less than being in love to the point of madness. The only person that you should be settling for is the person who unsettles you the most. The person who drives you to the brink of suicide because he or she makes you feel so fucking much that you can't catch your breath or remotely function without them. And what's more is you won't want to. You won't want to breathe, or feel, or fucking function without them. That's how you'll know that it's a real relationshop Molloy. Only when you're feeling the most discomfort you've ever felt in your entire life, should you even consider settling. Because that's when you'll know you're in love, which, sounds to me, like a hell of a lot nicer way to live than settling for someone you have nothing in common with because it's comfortable.”
- “Hm.” Her lips tipped up. “So, do you have a name, boy-who-can-think-for-himself?” “Does it matter?” I countered, needing to regain some ground I had lost to this powerhouse of a girl. “We both know that you’ll be calling me baby by the end of the day.”
- “He's going to be a star. Look at him, he already shines so bright, it's blinding...”
- “Because you might not love yourself, but I do. I love you enough for the both of us,” she whispered, fisting my cock in her hand. “And if keeping you here with me means that you’re off the streets and safe, then that’s what I’m going to do.”
- “No one needed to love me if it meant that it hurt them this deeply.”
- “The fact that I got a tattoo of my boyfriend's name on my ass like some slut, or the fact that I did it with a tampon string dangling between my legs!”
- “Aoife Molloy had a heart of gold and was hellbent on handing it over to a piece of shit like me. She was my momentary escape from all of the fucking dark.”
- “Rule number one,” I said, sitting in the middle of my bed, rummaging through a mountain of clothes and shoes. “You never judge the size of a girl’s wardrobe.”
- “I couldn’t pull the trigger. It was like I’d inhaled her so deeply inside of me that my head and heart refused to function. I couldn’t release the air in my burning lungs without the absolute guarantee that I would get to see her face again.”
- “First.” He eyed me carefully and asked, “Do you love my daughter?” Heart thumping violently in my chest, I felt myself nod. “Entirely.” And then I heard myself say, “For about five years now.”

Tropes:
- Slow Burn
- Grumpy MMC x Sunshine FMC
- Frenemies to (Star-Crossed) Lovers
- Highschool Romance
- Young Love