So many questions unraveling. Many different stories about the heiress of the Wayne fortune is leaking onto the press. What does this all mean for upcoming event.
Remember never say your plans out loud.. someone is always hearing what you have to s...
We arrive to the same church Damian and I got married in. But this time it's for Damian's funeral. My uncle and my aunt Lois got here before me to ensure that there wasn't any reporters or anything nearby for the sake of our privacy. Alfred opens my door; I stepped out of the car with my black dress. I still have to wear a dress that makes a good impression. You know for my Wayne last name. Not a single hair on my head can be out of place. I have to be perfect even if I'm slowly dying inside. I have to look presentable.
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Umbrellas were placed to protect me from any helicopters trying to get a story or paparazzi on the top of buildings. When I get into the church i walk to the front and take a seat neck to Damian's family holding Damian's mom's hand. She sobbed through out the whole thing. I tried to stay strong for everyone. As I've always have. The world is worried about the future of Wayne industries having a their first woman as the heiress. Imagine Wayne industries having a female heiress with feelings. Me breaking down and crying would seem like the end of the world. A war would break through. All eyes are on me. There's business men here from all over that's worked with Damian for years. Business men who are just waiting for a single tear to fall to prove I'm unfit for thos company. I will not give them this satisfaction. I decided not to give a speech. Because feelings you know. I'm not really good at that. At the end of the ceremony I walk over to Damian's mother. "Can we talk please" I said she nods her head and leads me into a room. I examine the room. It was the room where I was finishing getting ready to walk down the isle. I turn to face Mrs.Grayson. "Mrs.Grayson these are yours." I said looking down placing keys into her hands. "Honey you built that house with Damian." I shake my head. "It's under his name. He built it. He signed a.. a prenup so I can't keep anything in his name and he can't keep anything under mine." I said backing my hand away from hers. Tears slip out of her eyes. "Quinny, he would have wanted you to keep it." Tears slip out of my eyes. "I know but I can't go back there. I can't reminisce our moments together. Because if I do I'll slowly lose it. And I can't. Not with everyone watching my every move." "You deserve to be able to mourn his death." "Wayne's don't mourn deaths. I wish I could but I can't." She pulls me into a hug. "Thank you for accepting me to be part of your family. Thank you for treating me like a daughter." I sob. "If you ever need anything. We are still family.. you can always come to us; for anything even if you want to get away. We are here for you." He says. Pulling away. I look at her green eyes. Damian had her eyes. "You're the daughter I never had." She says looking back at me. "Thank you for having the best son anyone could ever ask for. The world wasn't prepared for his vision of a better future." I said she pulled me into a hug and we sobbed onto each other's shoulders. I pulled away first and wiped my tears. I grabbed my black purse and retouched my makeup placing concealer and powder under my eyes. Mrs.Grayson understands everything on how I do what I do. We've talked about it over the course of the years. So she just watches me place my makeup. She goes to my hair and starts retouching it moving it around. Putting it back into place. I silently thank her. I hug her one last time and kiss her cheek and we walk out the door. "I love you Quinny." She says. "I love you." I say before walking away. I walk up to my family and stand next to my dad and smile at everyone. My dad pulls me into a side hug. I go and wrap my arms around his shoulders. "Thank you." I said into the crook of his neck. He seems to be taken back a bit. He hugs me back tightly. "For what?" "For shielding me away my whole life from this sort of pain." I say before letting him go. "Let's get you home." He says. "You will go visit Damian's grave when this all calms down." I nod my head we all walk towards the doors. I take a deep breath and my uncle kal opens the door for me. We all step out and immediately pictures were being taken left and right. I was escorted to my car and I jumped in the back seat followed by my dad. "Jesus people get a life." He says when the door closes. I rest my head against the tinted window. My head is hurting. "Take a nap I'll wake you up when we get there." My dad says. I nod and he gives me his blazer. I hug it tightly and shut my eyes I drifted to sleep almost instantly.
