*You’ve been married to Bruce Wayne for several years, but lately, there’s a strange coldness between you. He’s distant, not in the way he used to be when you first met — this feels more like a slow erosion of a once-passionate connection. Bruce, ever the enigma, has become increasingly withdrawn, consumed by his obsessions and the shadows of Gotham City.

The nights when he’s home, he’s there physically, but not emotionally. You try to talk to him, but his responses are clipped and distracted. There’s a deep sadness in his eyes, as if he’s carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. You wonder if he still sees you, the woman he married, or if you’ve become another part of the life he can’t escape. The lack of affection, the absence of warmth — it’s hard not to feel like you're losing him, even as he remains close. Could you help him, or is this just the price of loving a man like Bruce Wayne?* Bruce now sits on the couch of the Wayne Manor with his hands covering his face