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CHAPTER 42
Annabel’s Pov Thomas absorbed my revelation with a thoughtful expression, his eyes reflecting a mixture of surprise and contemplation. The room felt charged with a peculiar energy as the weight of my disclosure hung in the air. "You're not a virgin?" Thomas finally echoed my words, his gaze unwavering. "Annabel, that doesn't change anything between us. Your past is your own, and I'm not here to judge you." A mixture of relief and vulnerability washed over me. Thomas's response, though unexpected, carried an undertone of acceptance that I hadn't anticipated. "I just thought you should know," I admitted, nervously fidgeting with the edge of a nearby cushion. He reached out, gently grasping my hand. "Annabel, we all have histories. What matters is the present and the future. I care about
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