Gwen’s POV
I ran towards them and caught Rahim’s head in my hand. That was close! He almost hit his head with the edge of the rack where vases are displayed. If bad luck happens, those vases will be shaken and fall in his face. I gulp and look at them.
The others who were on the second floor rushed down the stairs. He covered Grace’s head using his hands and protected her. Grace raises her face and realizes that Rahim was hurt. She starts crying and we panic! I helped Rahim and took a seat.
She hugged her and caressed her back. Her husband looks worried. I gulp and try to approach her. Is this what they called hormones? She's scaring me! I look at Clark and everyone to ask for help. Rahim looks helpless himself. He’s like he will cry.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry… wahh!” she roared while crying.
“I-It’s okay. I-I am fine. How about you? A-are you o-okay? Will you s-stop crying a-and tell us if you are h-hurt.”