Bruce's POV

I was a complete wreck after Beverly left and the emptiness in our house felt like someone had carved out my chest and left a gaping hole that would not stop bleeding.

I went to pick up Emma from Beverly's mum, but there was no need for her to be there. I knew Beverly would rant about how I am not fit to take care of Emma alone. I paced the estate with Emma in my arms, trying to understand how we got here after everything we had survived together. After the shooting, the ...