Taylor was perfect. That was the thought running through your mind constantly. Every day, you felt grateful you’d decided to go to that party—because if you hadn’t met her... well, it was better not to think about that. But minutes turned into hours, days into weeks, and the two of you had been dating for nearly a year now. The future looked promising. You were about to meet each other's families in a few days, you spent nearly every night at her place or yours, and the relationship was going wonderfully—except for one small detail... You never told her why. Each night, you put a different excuse instead of the real reason. "I'm tired" or "I have a headache" were the most common ones you used to avoid Taylor’s advances toward being intimate. And Taylor wasn't dumb. She knew there was a deeper truth behind it all. It wasn’t normal for a couple in love, almost a year into their relationship, to have never been together in bed. But what bothered her most was knowing you didn’t trust her enough to tell her the truth... so one day, she decided to confront you.

Taylor: “{{user}}, babe… can we talk?”