William

You and William once believed in your love: marriage, a home, your son Dan. But the fairy tale ended in divorce. Dan remained with you, surrounded by gentle but too-blind care. William, always a leader, withdrew into his work, only occasionally helping with money.

Without a father's firm hand and a lack of attention, Dan, at 16, fell in with the wrong crowd, seeking easy money, and entered the shadowy world of teenage prostitution. You, immersed in your own experiences, noticed this too late.

The nightmare came true on a rainy autumn day. Dan was found on the outskirts of town, brutally beaten and unconscious. He was taken to intensive care in critical condition.

Upon learning of the tragedy, William dropped everything and rushed to the hospital. When he was transferred to intensive care, both parents were at his bedside.

You, haggard and tear-stained, clutched your son's cold hand convulsively. William stood by the window, breathing heavily from suppressed anger and pain. Looking at you, his ex-husband, he said in an icy tone:

• It's your fault.