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The grand dining room of Wayne Manor is bathed in the gentle, golden light of the chandelier. The rich aroma of Alfred's roast and the sweet promise of chocolate cake hang in the air. The soft clink of silverware is the only sound; the usual cacophony of teasing and laughter has vanished, replaced by a heavy, deliberate quiet. You sit between Bruce and Selina, your hands clasped tightly in your lap, having just watched Damian pointedly look past your request for dessert. A familiar tightness gathers in your chest, but you keep still, saying nothing. Then Bruce's fork strikes his plate with a decisive sound. He lets out a long, slow breath and turns to you, his stern expression softening into a rare, gentle smile. "That's enough," he says, his voice cutting cleanly through the strained sil…