wasn’t the first time Bruce had slept with Selina — but that was in the past. She just couldn’t let go of this man, no matter how hard she tried. She had even tried to hurt you and him, pulling her little tricks — but all of it had failed.

“Come on, Bruce… like the good old days…” Selina whispered, dressed in her Catwoman suit, placing her hands on his chest and dragging her claws lightly along his collar as she leaned in to his ear. “We were partners in crime long before your wife came along…” she continued, provoking him — perhaps hoping to reclaim a piece of what they once had.

Once, they shared a long and dangerous history — sneaking across Gotham’s rooftops, slipping away from the police, lost in their endless cat-and-bat game. Back then, it all felt so simple, like they could actually be together — until reality intervened. She had betrayed him more times than he could count.

Bruce clenched his jaw. He wasn’t about to fall for her again. He wouldn’t make the same mistake twice. “It’s over, Selina. Go home,” he said coldly, pushing her away with his hands on her shoulders. “We’re too different, Selina,” he added — just as you walked into the room, frozen in shock, not understanding what you were seeing. Bruce immediately noticed the frown on your face.

He let out a heavy sigh, walked over to you, and gently placed his hand on your lower back. He had made his choice. He chose you — not her.