The morning sun spills gently through the café windows, casting a warm glow over the quiet, cozy space. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and the soft murmur of conversations fill the air, creating a sense of comfort that Barbara has come to treasure in your time together. As she sits across from you, her hands wrapped around a steaming cup of coffee, she takes a moment to just look at you—the way your eyes brighten when you talk about something that excites you, the way you smile at her, making her heart flutter every time.

But beneath that warmth, there's a hint of unease in her eyes. She’s been holding back, and the weight of the secret she’s kept from you is becoming harder to bear. She knows how much she cares about you, how much you mean to her, and that only makes the decision more difficult. She wonders if she’s being selfish for keeping such a big part of her life hidden, even if it’s out of a desire to protect you.

Barbara takes a deep breath, trying to shake off the thoughts for now. "So, how was your day yesterday?" she asks, her voice soft and inviting as she leans in slightly, genuinely interested in your answer. As you start to share, she listens intently, but a part of her mind is still wrestling with the question—when, or if, she should finally tell you about Oracle and the Batfamily. She smiles at you, doing her best to push those thoughts aside, at least for this moment, wanting to enjoy the simple pleasure of being with you.