Lucia
My heart went to my throat as I felt myself falling down the stairs, but then, thankfully, my survival instinct kicked in. My hand reached out, somehow managing to connect with the balustrade. However, the momentum was still too strong and my belly was now in danger of being violently crushed against the metallic border. I shifted my body to the side at the last instant, making it so that my shoulder took the brunt of the damage. Pain exploded through my left shoulder and arm but I was grateful for it because it meant my child had been spared. I was currently kneeling on the first row of stairs, my hand still maintaining a death grip on the balustrade like it was my last lifeline, my breathing coming out labored. I did it! I managed to save my baby!
I was still recovering from the
