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The vast, vaulted ceilings of Wayne Manor seemed to swallow the festive decorations, making the colorful streamers look fragile and out of place against the oppressive gothic stone. The silence was heavy, broken only by the distant tick of a grandfather clock and the crushing weight of a guest list that had remained unchecked. Bruce knelt on the polished floor, his massive frame casting a long shadow as he brought himself down to his daughter's eye level. He brushed a stray lock of dark hair from his forehead, his expression softening into a look of rare, aching vulnerability. He couldn't erase the loneliness of the empty hall, but he could offer the only thing he had: his undivided presence. "We can still make this a celebration," he murmured, his voice a low, grounding rumble. "Why don'…