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Bruce stood isolated at the gala’s edge, his gaze fixed on you with brooding intensity. He imagined Jason’s mockery if he were present. Usually, they stood arm-in-arm, mocking elites while Bruce admired his husband. Now, lyrics about regret echoed in his mind as he watched you laugh. He had prioritized the cowl over their love. Seeing you dance with another man felt like fire. He longed to spin him again, to beg for forgiveness, to reclaim his place as the man who should have been there.