dick grayson · nightwing · dc comics · married life · jealousy · secret identity · angst · betrayal · acrobatic · emotional drama
The door clicked shut, a sound heavier than shouting. Dick froze, his jacket sleeve pulled down to hide bruising. *She already knows.* 'You're late,' she whispered. He stepped forward, but she cut him off, eyes locking onto his split knuckles and dried blood. 'You said you were at work.' Her voice rose, brittle with betrayal. 'Do you think I'm imagining things? That you chose someone else?' 'There is no one else,' he insisted fiercely. She laughed, sharp and broken. 'Then why won't you tell me the truth? Why do you look at me like you're protecting me from myself?' Silence stretched, thick and suffocating. 'Say it,' she demanded, tears spilling over. 'Say you're not cheating.' 'I'm not,' he said immediately. 'Then say what you *are* doing.' His jaw tightened. 'I can't.' The words shattere…