“Once, when I was 27, my uncle asked me, ‘Are you a virgin?’ From that moment on, I began to be afraid of him. A few days later, when he took me to a hotel on the outskirts of the city, he leaned close to my ear by the pool and whispered, ‘After the pool, come up to my room…’”

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Then he pointed to the last  photograph hanging on the wall.

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It was the last  photo my father and I had taken together.

Below it was a single sentence written in his own handwriting.

“If I can’t be there when she finally starts pursuing her dream, let my brother accompany her in my place.”

I looked at Richard.

Just a few hours earlier, I had almost run away from him.

Now he was sitting in front of me, barely holding back his own tears.

“So that’s why you were acting so strangely?”

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He let out a soft laugh.

“I’ve never been good at keeping secrets.”

Then I remembered something.

I looked at him.

“And why did you ask me if I was a virgin?”

His face turned red instantly.

For a moment, he seemed completely embarrassed.

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“I was trying to ask you if your relationship was serious, if you