Daphne’s POV
“Yes, I am a virgin.”
I repeated the words, my voice small, laced with awkwardness and embarrassment. My gaze flickered around the room, desperate for anything to focus on besides him. I felt exposed, vulnerable—like I was standing in front of him stripped of every layer of confidence I had.
Miles’ expression shifted instantly, panic settling in his features. "Daphne, I’m sorry. I promise, I never had any intention of sleeping with you." His voice was rushed, as if he was scrambling to reassure me. "And you don’t have to feel ashamed about being a virgin."
I met his eyes for a brief second before looking away, reaching for my shirt. The fabric was cool against my fingers as I hastily pulled it over my head, covering myself. I pushed my hair back, exhaling sharply as frustr
