The Sinful are my enemy. But are they also my protectors? And I can't get them out of my head… Or the things they want to do with me. My past is dragged to the surface… But it's a past I don't know. Someone else's memories invade me. The answers lie in the half-truths Arkyn whispers. I'll take care of you, Arkyn whispers as he kisses me. I want to lose myself in them... But fate it seems has other ideas.