The bright summer sun warmed the glass doors of the massive estate.
Ethan adjusted his jacket with pride as he stepped through the open doorway.
He carried a large lush bouquet of red roses for his bride.
Today was supposed to be the happiest afternoon of his entire adult life.
He had spent months planning every detail of their upcoming luxury wedding.
His heart beat fast with excitement for the future they were building together.
Then a sudden splash broke the silence of the high quiet patio.
Ethan stopped in his tracks near the edge of the stone wall.
He heard a faint frightened cry coming from the swimming pool area.
It sounded like his sweet elderly mother, named Victoria.
The heavy rose bouquet slipped from his hand and hit the floor.
Bright red petals scattered across the white marble tile ground.
Ethan took a quick breath and stayed low behind the corner.
He wanted to see what was happening before moving into view.
Victoria was struggling in the cold water near the pool edge.
Her light purple dress was completely soaked and heavy around her body.
She looked terrified as she tried to catch her breath.
Her tired frail hands kept slipping off the slick tile lip.
Standing right above her was Chloe, his beautiful young blonde fiancée.
Chloe wore a stunning metallic champagne gown for their rehearsal party.
She was not reaching down to help the old woman at all.
Instead she just stood there with her arms folded across her chest.
Her face held a sharp cold smile that Ethan had never seen before.
Ethan felt a cold shudder run down his entire spine instantly.
His mind raced as he watched the woman he loved so deeply.
Why was Chloe standing there while his mother cried out for help?
He pulled himself closer to the wall to hear their voices clearly.
Every instinct inside his chest told him something was very wrong today.
He held his breath and kept his eyes wide on the scene.
The bright daylight made every single motion hurt even more to watch.