Jessica's POV

I’m just coming out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around me, when I hear Stanley’s voice echo from the study.

He’s on the phone.

At first, I don't pay attention,he's always on one call or another, especially since the elections heated up. But then I hear him say it.

“…Yes. She’ll be discharged today. She said she’s tired of eating from tins and cans.”

My heart stops mid-beat.

Who’s "she"?

Then it hits me—his mother.

I freeze by the doorframe, listening harder. There’s a slight chuckle from him and then he says, “Let the nurse prepare everything. I want her to feel at home.”

No. No. No.

My...