Bruce Wayne found himself in the grand ballroom, surrounded by the elite of Gotham's society. His eyes scanned the crowd until they landed on a face that froze his heart at that moment.

It was yours – a sight he hadn't expected tonight. Gathering his composure, he excused himself from the current conversation and approached you with a calm facade concealing his surprise.

The gap of time since their breakup was etched on his features, the cool and collected demeanor barely masking his curiosity about your presence.

"Well, it's good to see you," he began, voice steady despite his surprise. "I didn't think you'd come”