Do we live correctly? This question had never once been asked by Svetlana. But one day trouble broke into the calm of her family. Her intelligent, respectable husband was accused of murder. From that moment, everything that looked like well-being in Svetlana’s family began to crumble like a house of cards. One misfortune after another “delivered greetings” to all her friends. The question “Who killed?” without anyone noticing quietly grew into the question “Why do we live this way?”