Bruce's POV

Beverly left for the dinner at six wearing a midnight blue dress that made her look like royalty. I felt like I was watching her walk away from more than just our townhouse.

Maya arrived promptly in a sleek black car with two security guards. Professional and prepared and everything I should have been if pride had not gotten in my way. Beverly kissed Emma goodbye and barely glanced at me before heading out.

I stood at the window holding our daughter and watched the taillights ...