~LYDIA

We were having a quiet breakfast when the doorbell rang.

I stopped eating and turned to face my husband.

"Um, are we... expecting any visitors?" I asked, suddenly nervous at the prospect of having to face strangers who probably remembered who I was and how I used to be.

Joey frowned and shook his head.

"No. We're not expecting any visitor. I wonder who it could be," he responded.

"Do you want me to go and get it?" I offered, already rising from my seat.

Joey waved me away. ...