“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?”
My mother was silent for several seconds.
Then she whispered:
“Emily, if your father wants to kiss you, please don’t let him until I get there.”
I could barely breathe.
“Mom, WHAT IS GOING ON?”
She answered:
“The very thing I’ve been afraid of for nineteen years.”
The call suddenly disconnected.
I looked at my father.
“What have you two been hiding from me?”