Prologue

He didn't know what to do.

They're saying what he should do, but how can he?

It's been years, almost thirteen years.

How is he going to explain this?

How is he going to make this seem not as bad as it is?

He had his reasons, from good to selfish.

But how is going to make a child understand that? To make children understand that? They didn't ask for this, they didn't ask for their lives to be such a mess and a mess he created.

"Dad?" He sighed, it's not like he has a choice now.