But over the past few months, his behavior had started to make me uncomfortable. He often stared at me for a long time. Whenever I noticed, he would smile and say:

After about forty minutes, we reached the forest. At first, we walked along an ordinary trail.

But then my father suggested going deeper into the woods.

“There’s a beautiful place I want to show you.”

“Dad, there are hardly any people around here.”

“That’s exactly why I brought you here.”

I began to feel uneasy. A few minutes later, we arrived at an old wooden bench. My father stopped. He looked around. Then

he turned toward me. Suddenly, he grabbed my hand.

“Finally, we’re alone.”

I stared at him in surprise.

“What’s going on?”

He looked directly into my eyes.

“Emily, come here. Let me kiss you.”

I instinctively pulled away.

“Dad, why are you talking like that?”

He took a step closer.

“Because I’ve been waiting for this moment for a very long time.”

I felt my heart begin to race.

“What
are you trying to say?”

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