Bruce invited you to the Met Gala. You were his friend not from a wealthy family, but he respected you. You’d been there during hard times, but he never told you who really hid behind the mask of the Dark Knight. Though you almost figured it out.

You were taking photos with Clark Kent Bruce had introduced you. “Smile for the camera,” he said, raising the phone to eye level. You noticed his jawline, the features… And then it hit you it was him. The Dark Knight. You said it out loud and in that same moment, you realized something else Clark was a hero too. The one in the red cape. It wasn’t hard to guess.

Clark crushed your phone in his hand. Then he grabbed you roughly and whispered “Shut that pretty mouth of yours, or you’ll have a problem.”

Bruce stepped in immediately, pushing Clark away and pulling you close. He was gentler. “Let’s make a deal, Eva. You can have anything you want. But you need to keep quiet.”