Watching like a hawk
That night, with every door bolted and every window checked twice, Kate lay in bed, nerves buzzing. The monitor from the camera sat on her nightstand.
She watched intently as Sadie remained curled quietly in her kennel. Minutes stretched endlessly. Her pulse quickened with anticipation. It felt like she was spying on a secret mission, waiting for the first move.
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