Theodore: I caught everything on video. Every single second of it.
Victoria: Wh-what? That's impossible... there are no cameras in that corner!
Theodore: Did you forget that I upgraded the smart-home security system yesterday to include wide-angle ceiling lenses?
Clara peered over cautiously, watching as the screen on Theodore's phone played back the horrifying scene with crystal-clear high-definition precision. On the small display, Victoria could be clearly seen tossing the newborn baby high up into the air over her head with malicious indifference.
Victoria: No... please, that footage can be manipulated, it's a glitch!
Theodore: It is unedited, uncut, and directly linked to my cloud server, Victoria.
An extreme close-up captured the woman in the purple dress gasping in utter shock, her eyes widening in blind terror near the American flag as her worst nightmare materialized.
Victoria: No, please let me explain! I was stressed, I didn't mean to—
Theodore: You didn't mean to throw my flesh and blood across the room? Do you take me for a complete fool?
Victoria: Think of our marriage! Think of what the tabloids will say about our family estate!
Theodore: I am thinking about my son. And I am thinking about the monster living under my own roof.
A sub-bass drone hummed heavily through the air, amplifying the suffocating tension as Victoria realized her wealthy life had officially crumbled to dust. She reached out a trembling hand toward her husband, but Theodore stepped away as if her very touch was toxic. Clara stood quietly nearby, her tears slowing down as she watched the ultimate betrayal of trust unravel in front of them.
Victoria: Theodore, please don't do this. We can talk about a divorce settlement privately.
Theodore: There will be no private settlement. There will only be criminal charges and a complete restraining order.
Victoria: You wouldn't dare put me in prison! I am a pillar of this community!
Theodore: You tried to murder an infant. You belong behind bars, not in a mansion.
Driven by an explosive, righteous rage that had been building since he walked through the door, Theodore stepped directly up to his wife in front of the American flag. Without a second thought, he raised his hand and struck her face hard two to three times in rapid succession, the brutal impact knocking her sideways onto the cold marble floor.