Bruce
Ever since Ella has been back, every day, I uncover a new depth to my wife—something unexpected, something undiscovered.
And the more I learn about her, the more I want to know.
A charity?
I have a feeling I know why.
Ella has a good heart—I’ve seen that much already—so her wanting to help people isn’t surprising.
But when she mentioned it, there was something else in her expression. A flicker of something raw, almost unspoken.
It’s like I could read her mind. She wants to atone for what her family has done.
The scent of chocolate, sugar, and melted butter fills the air, rich and warm.
But it’s not just the scent. It’s her.
She stands beside me, leaning slightly over the bowl as she stirs the thick batter.
Her hair is pulled into a ponytail that sways with each movemen
