I Went Into the Forest With My Father. Suddenly, He Grabbed My Hand and Said, ‘Finally, We’re Alone. Come Here, Let Me Kiss You. I’ve Wanted to Do This for So Long.’ I Pulled Away in Terror. But My Father Stepped Closer, Took Me by the Shoulders, and Whispered, ‘Don’t Be Afraid, Sweetheart. Your Mother Will Never Know What Happened Between Us.’ I Started Trembling. And When He Said, ‘I’ve Been Waiting 19 Years for This Moment,’

“You’ve grown into such a beautiful young woman.”

At first, I didn’t think much of it. But one day, my father suddenly asked me something strange.

“Emily, if I kissed you someday, would you be angry?”

I laughed.

“Dad, what kind of question is that? You kiss me on the cheek all the time.”

His expression became serious.

“I’m talking about something different.”

At that moment, my mother walked into the kitchen.

My father immediately fell silent. I didn’t understand what he meant.

The following week, he suggested that we go into the forest together.

“Just you and me,” he said. “I want to spend a few hours alone with you.”

My mother overheard our conversation.

“Robert, why the forest?”

My father gave an uneasy smile.

“Because nobody will disturb us there.”

My mother said nothing.

But her face turned pale.

I already had a feeling that something was wrong.