My wife, Laura, was supposed to take our three daughters to visit her mother, while I stayed home with our twin sons because they had an important school game.
The boys and I were supposed to drive there the next day.
But that never happened.
My wife and daughters never made it there.
The police found their car near an old bridge, where it had gone off the road and fallen into the river. One of my daughters' shoes was floating near the shore.
Their bodies were never found, but the police said the current had most likely carried them away.
My life fell apart.
I didn't know how to keep living, but over time, I learned how to be a single father to my two boys.
Many years passed. The boys were already finishing college and living in another city.
I decided to sell the house. It still hurt too much. I'd left the girls' bedroom untouched all those years. It felt like I was still waiting for the girls and Laura to come back, even though I knew they never would.
So I started looking for another house.
This weekend, my sons came to help me pack everything up.
One of them, Adam, was sorting through things in the basement. I was in the kitchen when I suddenly heard him scream:
"Dad! Come here right now!"
I got scared and ran downstairs.
When I entered the basement, I saw Adam standing there, pale, his hands shaking.
He was holding an old, dusty case with a DISC inside. I hadn't seen one of those in years.
Adam said:
"Mom recorded some kind of video on this disc. She left it the night before she disappeared. Look... there's even a date on it..."
My blood ran cold.
I found an old laptop that still had a disc drive.
I inserted the disc and pressed play.
And when Laura appeared on the screen, my knees started shaking.
The very first thing she said was:
"My loves, it hurts me to say this, BUT YOU NEED TO KNOW THE WHOLE TRUTH."
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