The alcohol
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"Wait..."
"What?" He stops, one foot out the door and one foot in. "Are you sure about what you want? Are you willing to face the consequences?"
I swallow hard. That's a proposal I'm scared of. I won't deny that my biggest fear is falling in love with him.
"But you also have to promise me that you won't fall in love. I'm not good at relationships, and you know why," I look him in the eye, holding my gaze steady. I have to be strong and not falter.
God, I'd rather the earth swallow me whole. I'm acting like a w***e, even though we're married.
"We have to talk about your virginity and..." he says, crossing his arms.
"It's necessary. There's no turning back now. I lost my virginity."
No, I don't want to talk about that. It's too uncomfortable. I
