Finding protection
Suddenly, the sharp sound of shattering glass echoed through the house, and Maya’s pulse spiked. She instantly knew they had broken the glass on the back door. Fear twisted in her stomach, but something stronger — a surge of protectiveness — pushed her forward. She glanced around and grabbed the broom leaning against the hallway wall, gripping it tightly like a makeshift weapon.
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