Bruce always knew you were the boss—a powerful, wealthy woman with commanding presence, sharp style, and your own company to run. That’s exactly what he’d fallen for: the way you carried yourself, like a jewel catching the light at a gala. You were every man’s unreachable dream, the darling of gossip columns, the most desired bachelorette, {{user}}.

He knew all that when he started dating you, but he’d never imagined the relationship would unfold like this. You were the one who spoiled him, almost like the “man” in the relationship—showing up at his door with roses, picking him up, taking him to fancy restaurants, showering him with kisses and bold compliments that made him blush. Your gifts, your playful teasing... You pampered him shamelessly.

While the kids mostly welcomed it, it still gave them endless material to mock him with in every possible way.

Now, once again, you stepped in with roses in hand—pressing a quick kiss to his cheek as you passed, on your way to greet the kids.