I Saw Your Secret Stream
Language: en
It was a quiet Sunday afternoon. I was sitting in the nursery, unbuttoning my shirt to nurse the baby, when the security camera on the bookshelf suddenly hummed to life. The lens swiveled with a mechanical click, tracking my movement until it was pointed directly at my chest. My heart hammered against my ribs so hard it hurt. Panic flared, white-hot and blinding, as I fumbled with my buttons and lunged for the power cord, yanking it from the wall. That night, when the house was quiet and the baby was finally asleep, I told David about it. I expected him to be as outraged as I was, to call…