As a kid, it was always easy to tell myself, “When I grow up, I’m never going to be like Mum and Dad.” In retrospect, parents don’t have it easy.
There’s a thousand and one ways in which things could go wrong. Most of the time, those wrong things are just small ripples in the current of time that eventually rights itself again. And then, there are those rare occasions - those that you never think will happen to you - where the small ripples are compounded and cause a large tidal wave that leaves nothing but destruction.
A long time ago, my dad told me of one such occasion. Now, each time I look at my kid, I tell myself this.
Remember the events that happened thirty years ago which shattered the peace and quiet of that little town nestled far away from prying eyes.
No one knows where in the world it actually happened or who were involved. What matters is how and why everything spiraled out of control. So I tell you this story now the same way my dad did. And I want you to close your eyes and keep an open mind.
Disregard race, religion, culture, nationality. This is a story of technology, parenthood, and morality.
A story of love, choice, and death - the devil’s love triangle.
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