“My uncle once asked me, ‘Are you a virgin?’ when I was already 27 years old. From that moment, I started to be afraid of him. And a few days later, when he took me to a hotel outside the city, he leaned close to my ear by the pool and whispered, ‘After the pool, come up to my room…’”

I hesitated.

We had never gone somewhere like that alone before.

After my father died, Richard often tried to get me out of the house because he knew how withdrawn I had become.

So eventually, I agreed.

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The hotel was about an hour outside the city.

It was an old but elegant building with a large garden, an outdoor swimming pool, and long, quiet hallways.

At first, everything seemed completely normal.

We sat beside the pool, had lunch, and talked about work.

Then Richard suddenly became quiet.

I noticed that he kept checking his watch.

“Are you waiting for someone?” I asked.

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“No.”

He answered too quickly.

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A few minutes later, he moved closer to me.

So close that I instinctively turned toward him.

Then, in a low voice, he said:

“After the pool, come up to my room.”

I froze.

“Why?”