V I R G I N [ s h o r t s t o r y ]

c h a p t e r t e n

I woke up alone, nakedly curled up in his sheets that still smelled like his skin. My lower part hurt, my breasts hurt as well. But still, I felt the amazingness inside of me.

I discovered love marks all over my body when I took a shower and then drove home. It took me hours to realize the following:

These weren't love marks because he didn't love me. We didn't make love last night, we had some fun or at least he did. He left me right after he got what he wanted.

But at least I wasn't a virgin anymore.

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Losing your virginity isn't such a holy process. But love is. Learn to divide.