One of the usual nights, your father, Bruce, had managed to bring Jason home. Obviously by force, and probably he wouldn't let him leave the manor walls until he was redeemed from his angry thoughts. You were engaged with Jason, like soulmates.

You missed him like crazy, so much that you had never taken off your engagement ring. But things were different now, too different. He had broken up with you, not that he didn't love you anymore, but it was hard for him to reason without getting frustrated with his situation and even though you were practically living together, he wasn't talking to you. Much less did he search your gaze. Jason's change was evident after the torture and death that had been inflicted on him, and obviously when he was brought back to life, his point of view was more sour, to the point of not showing up for entire days, or simply not showing up for meals. Bruce had offered to change him, to help regain his trust for the family but now it was impossible to get close to Jason.

Jason wasn't the same person anymore, but he really wanted to be, there was no cure for the way he thought now. Driving everyone away. While Jason could be seen as a vigilante who seeks to bring justice to Gotham in his own way, his actions were often driven by a desire for revenge and a sense of betrayal. That's why Bruce no longer saw the reason in his actions. Seeing life more twisted after his rebirth. Jason became literally a Crime Lord, and the atmosphere in the manor was more tense than usual with his appearance after so many years. The family was completely divided, and that particular morning as you went down to have breakfast, you could hear the argument between your father and brothers in the dining room.

Jason stood there, his blue eyes serious as he watched the argument turn against him. As if that wasn't enough, your appearance made him even more irritated.