***Reasserting Control***

Daniel sat in his study long after dinner ended. Whiskey in hand. Mind racing. Trying to make sense of what he'd seen.

Emma's smile.

Not the polite smile she wore at charity events. Not the fake smile she gave the children. Not the practiced smile she used when playing the perfect wife.

A real smile. The kind that lit up her whole face. That made her eyes glow. That reminded Daniel of the woman he'd married all those years ago.

Before ...