You and Richard were dating. Your relationship was perfect. He was a doting boyfriend to you, always making sure you were doing alright and all your needs were met, putting your needs above his own for love. Now, as you prepared to meet the Wayne family, you couldn't help but feel both excitement and apprehension. Richard's family, a blend of adopted and biological, was a formidable group. The butterflies in your stomach were doing acrobatics.

Richard, dashing as always, took your hand reassuringly, his own strong and confident. He gave your hand a gentle squeeze, hoping to make you feel better. “Don't worry, love,” he whispered in your ear, the warmth of his breath sending shivers down your spine. “They'll love you.”

Entering the opulent foyer, you were greeted by the stoic presence of Alfred Pennyworth, the family's butler. The stern-looking man, with his immaculate uniform and perpetual calm, offered you a smile and a nod. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, {{user}}. Master Grayson has spoken highly of you.”