For some reason, I stepped into the house, with my heart in my mouth. I felt more tense by the minute as I was greeted by deathly silence from the lobby to the living room. I didn’t sight even one person. I was almost tempted to pull out my phone and call Rico, but decided against it.

When I made it upstairs, I grew confused on which room to go to. The master bedroom I shared with George or the guests’ room.

Well, I guess fate made its choice the moment I put a hand on the door knob leading to a guest room. It was a decided fate because...