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　　I let that information settle on my shoulders, the weight of it nearly pushing my head under the water.

　　Part of me wants to burst out in laughter at the absurdity of the claim, but although Sinful looks amused, he's not joking around. My smile falters on my lips. It seems like such a far away notion, something so ridiculous there is no point delving into what it could mean were it true. Yet for a moment, I just linger in the water, letting the cold fingers of dread wrap themselves around my throat, gripping tightly to the point I can hardly breathe.

　　"How do I know you're not...