Direct approach
This time, I was direct, demanding to know the real reason behind their outreach. As soon as we sat down, I faced them squarely, my eyes locking onto theirs.
‘Why now?’ I asked bluntly. ‘What is it that you really want from me?’ My father looked taken aback by my straightforwardness, while my mother appeared on the verge of tears.
There was no room for vague responses. I wanted the truth and nothing less.