When my dad gave me the ring, he said it represented my commitment to guard my heart. But after a while, my virginity vow no longer felt empowering
My classmate had received a new princess-cut purity ring from her parents on Valentine’s Day.
“Where do you, like, put yours during practice?” she whispered from behind her open gym locker. We were freshmen on the basketball team at Living Christian high school in Wisconsin; besides this and our rings, we didn’t have much in common.
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