He Called Me Used Goods
Language: en
Three months into dating, Owen suddenly asked me about my first time. I told him the truth, and he went silent for a long time. “So you’re not a virgin, then. I thought you were… pristine.” I was stunned. “You have ex-girlfriends, too.” He shook his head. “That’s not the same thing.” “A man’s past is experience, Ava. A woman’s past is… a used car. A free-for-all.” I thought the whole thing was absurd and was about to fire back, but he just sighed. “Whatever. It doesn’t matter, because I love you. I can look past the fact that other people have already… used you.” His tone suggested…