The decision to install a camera

At first, I thought Emily was having nightmares.

But as a mother, I could see the fear in her eyes.

I talked to my husband, Daniel Mitchell, a very busy surgeon who often came home late after long shifts.

After listening to me, he smiled lightly.

“Kids imagine things. Our house is safe… nothing like that could happen.”

I didn’t argue.

I simply installed a camera.

A small, discreet camera in the corner of the ceiling in Emily’s room. Not to spy on my daughter, but to reassure myself.

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