(Disclaimer: Tigreb perspective)

I turned my head so fast, hoping I heard it wrong, but it was true. He and his father were here, and also some other old man was with them. Max's face was all a little white when he saw me getting up. Our eyes locked, but none of us dared to say anything. After that short gaze, he turned his head in the other direction, now looking at Kale.
"Son, Max is here to talk to you. Who is this young lady?" that unknown man asked.
"Father, she is the girl I was talking to you about. I think she has the right to stay here," Kale said.
"So, he is his father," I thought.
Kale's father, after hearing his son's words, addressed me. "Miss H., glad to finally know you! I really wanted to talk with you, but you didn't seem to be home at that time."
"So, he had come to my home. Perfect. I really need a camera at my door," I told...