Elena tightened her grip on her cleaning cloth as she walked through the double doors.
The foyer of the Dallas estate was huge and smelled of expensive polished marble.
She had worked for the Miller family as a housekeeper for over three years.
David Miller was a successful businessman who cared deeply about his young infant son.
His wife, Victoria, had married him only eight months after his first wife passed away.
Victoria always wore expensive silk dresses and treated the staff with extreme coldness.
Elena noticed early on that Victoria showed very little affection toward baby Toby.
Whenever David was away on business trips, Victoria left the infant with Elena all day.
Elena loved the little boy and cared for him as if he were her own.
That quiet Tuesday morning felt unusually tense from the moment Elena stepped inside.
Victoria was pacing back and forth on the upper balcony in a long gold dress.
She was speaking on her phone in a sharp whisper while tapping her long fingernails.
Elena quietly set down her bucket and mop near the grand double staircase.
She noticed Victoria holding little Toby near the high wooden railing above the stairs.
The drop from the balcony to the hard marble floor was nearly twenty feet down.
Elena felt a sudden chill in her stomach as she watched Victoria step closer.
Victoria looked down at the floor without any smile or gentle words for the baby.
Her face looked distant and cold as she held the swaddled blanket over the edge.
Elena took a slow step forward toward the bottom of the grand staircase.
Something about Victoria's movement seemed reckless and deliberate.
Elena held her breath while watching every small movement on the upper floor.
The house was completely silent except for the faint humming of the central air.
Elena prepared herself to act if anything went wrong with the innocent infant.