Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

Chapter 0644

I clenched my fists tightly, and my mouth opened, but no sound came out.

The room's entire wall was covered with my childhood photos. Memories came flooding back, even things I had almost forgotten were forcibly dragged to the surface by these photos.

When I was little, I wore a new dress my mom had bought me and went with my dad to his office. Then, Nelson arrived. In my memory, the two men were always discussing things while I played by myself. But this photo, where I bent down to pick something up and the angle nearly exposed me under my dress-how did he even take this picture?

Did it start back then? The kind uncle from my childhood was no different from a demon!

I forced myself to keep looking. There was once when I followed my dad to a golf course. I thought it was fun and insisted on helping him set up the golf balls.

In one photo, I was crouching in front of them, smiling at my dad. But the angle of the photo was aimed to capture the view down my not-yet-developed round collar.

was too young and had not even started puberty, and

I was of average

I had scored first in class. But now I know there was a camera in the left front corner of the

the camera's angle was just

my fists, trying hard to recall if there was anything in the classroom

continued looking. During gym class, when the teacher made us run, I would sweat profusely. My loose school uniform pants clung tightly to

terrified! Had my childhood been under surveillance all this time? Why did Nelson have so many photos

my attention. It

sheer disgust and revulsion coursed through every fiber of

but my hands were shaking so badly that I could

shutter. The moment I heard the

testament to the courage I would need someday to