I’m almost certain she set me up. No, not her, the friend maybe. Silla isn’t that bold, and I doubt she has a deceiving bone in her body. Or maybe that’s just my prejudice talking. Without realizing it, I’ve built up this vision of her in my mind. One of a pure, untouched, and unsullied little beauty who knows nothing of the wiles of the world.

I’m not sure why my mind chose to see her that way since she’s got a body made for sin, which I now know is even more potent than ...