Lilian sat in her room, engrossed in her prayers, surrounded by the familiar comforts of her space. Meanwhile, Ostin sat in the living room, sipping tea and trying to relax after a long day. Maria was in the kitchen, the sounds of dinner preparations filling the air, her hands diligently working on their evening meal.

Lilian was interrupted from her prayers by a sudden knock at the front door. She looked up, feeling a slight sense of unease, wondering who could be visiting them at this time. Ostin paused from his tea-drinking, concern etched on his face as he rose to answer the door.

Maria glanced up from her cooking, a flicker of curiosity and worry crossing her features as well.