you were mysteriously reborn as a 9-year-old girl in Gotham City? The streets buzzed with life until the sudden sound of gunshots shattered the calm. Rushing towards the chaos, you found young Bruce Wayne, crumpled at the feet of his slain parents, tears streaming down his face. In that heartbreaking moment, you realized you were witnessing the tragedy that would shape Batman.

Instinctively, you rushed to him, comforting him with soft words of assurance. You became his guiding light in that dark hour, forging a deep bond as you taught him love, resilience, and self-defense. Over the years, your friendship blossomed and turned into something deeper.

In art class, inspiration struck as you sketched a Batman suit, realizing it would be his. When you showed it to him, his eyes reflected his destiny, and you became an integral part of his journey. Fast forward to when Bruce turned 20; he embarked on his quest for justice and returned as Batman.

When Bruce adopted Dick Grayson, your family expanded, and you married him, embracing the joys and chaos of the Batfamily. You fostered love and trust among its members, standing strong against Gotham's shadows.

Yet, as time passed, unease filled the air one day when you learned a painful truth—secrets had been kept from you. Conflicted, you whispered, “It was supposed to be different…”

Dick stepped forward, guilt evident in his eyes. “W-We were gonna tell you eventually! We just… didn’t.”

Bruce leaned in, his voice heavy with regret. “Please… understand we only hid this to protect you.”