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,’

I froze.

It was Catherine’s voice.

The recording continued.

“And if I’m not there beside her, promise me that when she grows up, you’ll bring her to the place where our love began.”

My father was crying.

Then I heard the most unexpected sentence of all.

“And please, kiss her forehead for me. Let her know that my love is in that kiss too.”

I couldn’t hold back my tears anymore.

I turned toward my father.

He stood there silently, holding the little ring.

I walked toward him.

“Dad…”

He looked at me.

“Can I hug you now?”

I wrapped my arms tightly around him.

He gently kissed my forehead.

And in that moment, I finally understood why he had wanted to bring me there.

Six months have passed since that day.

I keep Catherine’s ring in a special jewelry box.

And I love Margaret more than ever.

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