Chapter 90
Myrah's POV
"I'm a virgin," I divulged.
There, I said it. I told him the truth, which I had decided to hide from him until I had no idea when. It was about time anyway.
I let go of him and looked into his eyes, my hands resting on his shoulders. I stared at him, waiting for a reaction.
He stared back at me without giving me any reaction I could decipher or attach to some sort of feeling. He just stared at me speechlessly. The last reaction I expected at breaking such confidential information was a staring contest.
"Valentino, I'm a virgin," I repeated, gripping his shoulders a little bit tighter.
That didn't break his intense stare. He looked at me as if I had suddenly grown a pair of wings, and I was informing him that I was flying to heaven.
"Is this a joke? Am I supposed to laugh?" he asked, purely still in a state of shock.
