Hannah fell downward through the open air of the grand foyer like a heavy stone.
Her light pink dress fluttered violently as her eyes filled with tears of pure terror.
She wrapped both arms tightly around her stomach, trying desperately to protect her growing unborn child.
High above the floor, the massive crystal chandelier glimmered brightly under the daytime sunlight.
Victoria leaned over the top railing, watching the fall with wide, stunned eyes of shock.
She never actually intended for the push to send Hannah flying over the low railing.
Down the main entrance hallway, heavy footsteps suddenly thundered across the hard hardwood floors.
Mark burst through the thick wooden double doors, holding a fresh file of legal papers.
He looked up instantly and saw his pregnant wife falling straight toward the stone floor.
"No, no, please God, no!" Mark screamed at the top of his lungs.
He dropped his expensive leather briefcase, sprinting across the white marble floor with full speed.
His heart hammered wildly against his ribs as time seemed to slow down completely around him.
He threw his entire body forward, extending both long arms right beneath Hannah's falling body.
With a heavy, painful thud, Mark caught Hannah securely in his arms just inches above the floor.
The extreme force of the catch sent them both sliding violently across the cold tile surface.
Mark held her close against his pounding chest, panting heavily while tears filled his eyes.
Hannah burst into uncontrollable, hysterical sobs, clinging tightly to Mark's grey suit jacket.
"Is our baby safe? Please tell me our baby is okay!" Hannah wept uncontrollably.
Mark wrapped his strong arms around her shoulders, shielding her whole body with his own frame.
"I caught you, sweetheart, I caught you, you are safe now," Mark whispered shakingly.
He gently checked her arms and legs, making sure she had not hit the hard floor directly.
Up on the upper balcony, Victoria stood frozen in place like a pale ghost.
Her hands trembled violently against her teal suit trousers as she stared down in utter silence.
Mark slowly raised his head, looking up at his stepmother with pure, burning fury.
His jaw locked tight, and his teeth ground together so hard his temples throbbed painfully.
"You monster! What did you just do to my wife?" Mark yelled across the mansion.
Victoria opened her mouth to reply, but not a single sound came out of her throat.
Mark reached deep into his inner jacket pocket, pulling out his dark smartphone with shaking fingers.