When the police arrived and the situation was under control, Tom confronted Sarah. “I know there’s something you’re not telling me,” he said, his voice trembling. Sarah’s face went pale as she finally broke down. She had been keeping a secret—she was pregnant, and she hadn’t known how to tell him. The man at the door? He was an old colleague who had become obsessed with her, and Bandit had sensed it.
Bandit had been guarding Sarah all along. The raccoon’s protective instincts had kicked in when Sarah’s pregnancy hormones started to shift her scent. It wasn’t just a strange coincidence; Bandit had been keeping her safe from a person who could have caused harm.
Tom was overwhelmed with guilt. He had let his suspicions spiral out of control, nearly calling the police on Sarah over a misunderstanding. As the truth settled in, Tom realized just how much Bandit had been watching out for Sarah and the baby. As they sat together later that night, Tom looked down at Bandit, who was curled up contentedly beside Sarah. “I should’ve trusted you, Sarah,” he said softly. “But at least now we know one thing for sure—Bandit was protecting you all along.