As I pass through the living room, I observe a man and a woman in their forties sitting on the living room couch, both smiling as their gaze is fixated on me. Who are they? I didn’t recognize their faces. They said Good morning to me in a chorus as I approached them. I gave them a friendly smile. I stared at them closely, assuming they had a good life based on their posture.

“Good Morning.” I replied cheerfully as I sat on the couch.

“I’m sorry for bothering you so early, but I’d like to meet you personally.” The woman explained.

“By the way, my name is Rebecca, and...