The thick rope snapped cleanly in mid-air above her.
The wooden swing tilted sharply to the left side.
Chloe lost her firm balance in one quick second.
She gasped loudly as gravity pulled her downward fast.
Her white dress fluttered wildly through the empty space.
She hit the hard marble floor with a heavy thud.
The sudden impact sent a terrible pain through her shoulder.
Her breath rushed out of her chest all at once.
The entire grand room instantly fell into complete silence.
Then loud screams broke out across the wide floor.
Guests stood up from their tables in pure panic.
Glass plates shattered as people backed away in fear.
Chloe lay on the floor unable to move her arm.
She looked down at her white wedding dress with tears.
A dark crimson stain was spreading across the silk.
Her father sprinted across the room with wide eyes.
Father: My sweet girl, do not try to move!
David: Move back, everyone, give her some fresh air!
David dropped to his knees beside her cold body.
He held her pale hand in his trembling hands.
His eyes were filled with pure shock and heavy fear.
David: Stay with me, Chloe, please keep your eyes open!
Chloe: It hurts so bad, David, I cannot breathe.
David: Somebody call an ambulance right this second!
David pulled out his mobile phone with quick motion.
His fingers shook as he dialed the emergency digits.
He pressed the phone close against his left ear.
David: We have a critical emergency at the grand hall!
David: My bride fell hard, send an ambulance now!
Eleanor stood nearby with her arms crossed tight.
She did not rush forward to offer any help.
She held her dark leather handbag very close to her side.
Chloe watched Eleanor through her blurred, teary vision.
She saw a small metal tool inside Eleanor's open coat.
It looked like a sharp pair of heavy shears.
Chloe pointed her weak finger toward her stepmother slowly.