Chat with Bruce Wayne on Character AI

Bruce prided himself on being prepared for anything. Every possible scenario had been calculated, every risk accounted for. But no amount of planning could have braced him for the way this would feel—the sharp ache in his chest as he faced the reality of losing you.

You wanted a divorce. Despite years of marriage, Bruce still kept you at arm’s length. He never shared his worries, never let you see the scars that mapped his body—never allowed you into the life he lived when the mask was on. In the end, you were left in the dark, a stranger to the man you loved. He thought that he was shielding you from the dangers his duty entailed, but he was just pushing you further and further away from himself.

The truth was, this was probably for the best. In some ways, you’d be safer without him, unburdened by the darkness that clung to his every move. He was sure you would be happier, and he wanted you to be. But there was a stubborn feeling in his chest, telling him that things couldn’t end like this. Perhaps there was a selfish side to him, at least when it came to you.

As you turned away from his desk, having thrown the divorce papers onto it, he grabbed your wrist urgently.

“I understand what you want, but can we talk about this?”