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That was the validation Laura needed. She upgraded to the floodlight camera that very week. She added a camera pointing at the driveway. And one in the side yard. The cul-de-sac began to look less like a neighborhood and more like a surveillance state. The soft white orbs multiplied on facades like a digital rash.

“We’ve become the neighborhood watch from hell,” Laura whispered. Village girl bathing hidden cam

The installation was almost insultingly easy. She mounted the doorbell camera herself, then placed the little orb-shaped cameras in the living room, the back patio, and the nursery. The nursery one gave her pause. She angled it toward the window, away from the crib. Just to see if anyone tries to climb in , she told herself. The final step was the app: Hearthstone Home. She set up a shared login with Mark, named the cameras (“Front Porch,” “Back Yard,” “Nursery Window,” “Living Room”), and paid for the premium cloud storage plan. For the first week, it was a toy. A delightful, anxiety-soothing toy. That was the validation Laura needed

“What did she say?”