Oliver whimpered softly, causing the stranger to recoil momentarily. He seemed to hesitate, glancing over his shoulder as if to ensure no one was watching. Samantha’s heart pounded in her chest like a drum. Who was this person, and how did they have access to the house?
The stranger reached into the crib, his hands moving in a way that suggested familiarity, almost as if he’d done this before. He didn’t harm Oliver; instead, he seemed to stroke the baby’s cheek gently, murmuring words that the camera couldn’t catch. Yet, the sight filled Samantha with dread. She felt an overwhelming sense of intrusion — this was Oliver’s safe space, the place where he should be protected from all harm.
Her instincts screamed at her to intervene, but she knew she needed more than just this short clip. She had to find out who this man was and how he fit into the Adams household. So she watched, her stomach churning with anxiety.
