One day, my uncle invited me to the pool. When we arrived, he leaned into my ear and whispered, “After the pool, come to my room.” When I opened the door that night, what I saw inside left me speechless…

No message was written for me.

Room 214. The day it all began.

I still didn’t understand anything. Photography and digital art.

Richard sent you this in a chain message.

“Your parents met at this hotel.”

He didn’t say anything.

“But that’s not the whole story.”

Open the envelope.