Telling her husband
In the kitchen, Linda set the rock on the counter, staring at it intently for a long time. Mark, finishing dishes, hummed until he saw her pale, shaken face. “Linda? What’s wrong?” he asked, brow furrowed with concern. Her voice trembled as she pointed at the stone. “There’s a camera inside it! Someone’s watching us!” Her words spilled out, frantic, as she conveyed the shock of her discovery in their once-safe home.
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