In the living room, the scene is quite different. Vivian is lying comfortably on the sofa. Ryan, Jessica's husband, quietly enjoys his drink in front of the television. Twins Oliver and Emma, exhausted and crying, desperately cling to their grandmother's legs.
"Your mother is not here to twiddle her thumbs, she came to be useful," says Vivian without even deigning to turn around.
In Jessica's chest, something freezes.
A silence that reveals everything
