The Abyss

The light from the street lamps filtered through the thick fabric of the curtains, casting a dim, mysterious glow in the room. On the bed lay a naked girl, the altered light from the street lamp reflecting off her smooth, white skin, giving off a sinister beauty. She looked helplessly at the person sitting by the bed, not understanding why someone who always loved her would suddenly strip her bare. She was only thirteen, still a child, but a thirteen-year-old girl already knows that even close relatives should not face each other in such a state. Her breasts had begun to develop, small yet well-shaped, round and firm, with deep rose-colored areolas and tiny nipples like pearls. Her waist was slender, curving gently into rounded hips, forming a perfect arc. Her hands were placed between her legs, tears almost spilling out. “Dad… can you… let me put my clothes on…?” she asked in a low voice, choking with a mix of fear, shame, and terror. She had been bathing when her father suddenly barged in, saying nothing, just watching her, then dried her with a towel and carried her out. She was scared because her father kept murmuring, “You’ve grown so much, Dong Qin. You’re much prettier than your mother… I was foolish to look for other women… you’re far better than them, and I’ve only just realized…”