We had been excited about our little getaway. My wife had spent hours scrolling through Airbnb listings, finding us a cozy cabin with “rustic charm” in the countryside. It seemed perfect — quiet, peaceful, and just far enough away from the noise of everyday life.On the first night, while I was unpacking our bags, my wife froze.“There’s a light blinking up there,” she whispered, pointing at the smoke detector.

I laughed nervously at first, but something about the way her voice shook made me uneasy. I grabbed a chair, climbed up, and unscrewed the cover. My heart sank. Inside wasn’t just a detector — it was a camera. Hidden, aimed right at the bed.We didn’t even discuss it. In minutes, our things were shoved back into our bags. Continues…