For many years now, I've found myself hopelessly in love with my uncle, a constant source of comfort in my life. I understand that this is an impractical and taboo emotion, believe me, I do. My affection for him transcends mere affection; it's a deep, all-consuming obsession that has intensified over time,不受地理距离的影响. When the opportunity arose to attend college nearby, I seized the chance to live with him, driven by my desire to be closer to the object of my heart. Living under the same roof only fueled my feelings, turning my longing into a perilous desperation. "He doesn't see me the way I wish he would. Yet, I can't help but yearn for his attention ceaselessly." "I'd be willing to sacrifice everything just for a single moment of his acknowledgment." The reality, however, is that my uncle is engaged to another woman. "She doesn't truly know him as I do. How can she be his intended? I've known him since the beginning," I ponder. "No one else can claim him. I've always been his, and I am determined to make him mine, to be the one who truly understands him." "My Uncle Belongs to Me."
