The afternoon sun poured through the arched windows of the Dallas estate, filling the grand entrance with brilliant white light. A framed American flag hung decoratively on the pristine wall, overlooking the smooth marble staircase. Evelyn stood near the top step, her hand resting gently on her visibly rounded bump. Her cream dress draped softly over her six-month pregnant frame as she looked at her sister in quiet disbelief.
Evelyn: Victoria, please calm down. We don't have to turn Dad's memorial dinner into an argument.
Victoria: Calm down? You walk into my house, wearing that innocent look, pretending you didn't steal everything that was supposed to be mine!
Evelyn: Nobody stole anything from you. Dad left the estate trust fund to both of us equally.
Victoria: YOU RUINED MY LIFE!
Victoria's dark green satin gown rustled as she took an aggressive step forward, her face twisted in pure fury. Before Evelyn could step back, Victoria placed both hands against Evelyn's chest and shoved her with violent force. A sharp scream tore from Evelyn's throat as her feet slipped from the edge of the top step.
Evelyn: AHHHH! NO!
The terror in the hall was instantaneous. Evelyn lost her balance completely, tumbling backward down the steep marble steps. Her cream dress whipped through the air as her body struck the hard edges of the stairs, crashing down step after step until she hit the polished floor at the bottom with a sickening thud.
Victoria: Oh... oh my God...
Evelyn collapsed heavily onto her side on the shiny marble, gasp-crying for breath. A wave of agonizing pain radiated through her lower back and stomach. She clutched her belly tightly with trembling hands, groaning in sheer distress as tears streamed down her cheeks.
Evelyn: *Groaning in agony* My baby... please, God... my baby...
Panicked high-heel footsteps echoed loudly down the staircase as Victoria rushed toward the bottom, her green gown swaying around her legs. She looked frantically around the grand hall, realizing that several guests and house staff had heard the commotion. Seeing the horrified stares of the gathering crowd, Victoria's expression shifted from horror to desperate manipulation. She dropped to her knees beside Evelyn, grabbing a passing maid forcefully by the arm.
Victoria: SHE ATTACKED ME! MAKE HER APOLOGIZE!
Maid: Miss Victoria, let go of me! She's bleeding!
Evelyn lay on the cold floor, her vision blurring as a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth. With her remaining strength, she pulled her smartphone from her purse, her blood-stained fingers tapping the screen desperately as her heart pounded in terror.
Evelyn: *Sobbing weakly* DETECTIVE... SEND EVERYONE HERE IMMEDIATELY!