“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.
Still, I agreed to go.
On Sunday morning, we set off.
My father was unusually quiet in the car. Sometimes he glanced at me, then quickly turned his attention back to the road.
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?”
My father placed his hand on my shoulder.
“Don’t be afraid. I’m not going to hurt you.”
I immediately pushed his hand away.
“Dad, please don’t come any closer.”
His expression changed.
“Emily, you’ve misunderstood me.”
“Then explain!”
He looked toward the old bench.
“First, I want you to do something for me.”
“What?”
“Close your eyes.”
I froze.
“Why?”
“Trust me. Just for a few seconds.”
“No!”
My father let out a heavy sigh.
“I’ve waited nineteen years for this day.”
At that moment, I remembered all his strange words.
“You’ve grown into such a beautiful young woman.”
“If I kissed you, would you be angry?”
“Nobody will disturb us here.”
I started slowly backing away.
“I want to go home.”
My father reached into his pocket and took out a small velvet box.
“Emily, please. Just look at this first.”
I asked nervously:
“What’s inside?”
He didn’t answer.
Instead, he said:
“Your mother must never know that I brought you here.” What happened next read in the comments ‼️‼️👇👇
Just then, my phone rang.
It was Mom.
I answered immediately.
“Mom?”
Her voice sounded anxious.
“Emily, where are you?”
“In the forest.”
“Has your father taken you to the old wooden bench?”
I froze.
“Yes… but how do you know about that?”
