Damian's pov
My heart hurt.
It's been three hours that Batman torn off the blindfold on the eyes of Y/N.
I heard her say she trusted me and I feel miserable.Before she wakes up I talked with my father. I told him she's not dangerous.
He told me that she fool me. She knew my real identity and it was dangerous because she was proud of the enemies.And now I sit on chair on the chair in the Batcave looking at Y/N who was tied to a pole with rope. She sits here in silence she didn't even ask why she's here or what will do to her.
She is only staring into space.Y/N pov
My heart hurts like hell.
I want to cry but not let my tears rolling down.
I just would like that anything happened, I would like come back at the time I was punched everyday by the hand men of Penguin without known Damian.
I feel so disappointed.
I was a such fool.
I trusted again.
I was hurted again.
I don't know what will happen now and I don't care.
I will put in jail or if I come back in my flats I will be beat because I wasn't where I had to.
Out of the corner of one's eye, I can see Damian looking at me. He is probably really proud of himself.
He made me trust him before stab me in the back.
I was so stupid, blind, naive ...Bruce's pov
I look at the girl; Y/N according to Damian.
She doesn't try to escape of her rope. She doesn't say anything, she is very quiet.
Damian is looking at her too. He told me she wasn't dangerous but she discovered his identity She is an enemy.
I have to make a decision.
She killed people under the constraint but she was only 18 (sorry if you're not)
What am I going to do with her ?****************
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