ImpulsiveHurricane
Lorelai Wayne was born of a secret, raised in the shadows of Gotham, and buried under the weight of a last name she never asked for. Tattoos cover the scars she won't talk about. Bruises come and go. Weed keeps the silence quiet.
When Gotham nearly breaks her, it's Damian who drags her out-straight to Titans Tower, where she's supposed to "get better." She's not interested. She's not healing. She's not staying.
But Raven sees through her walls. Gar makes her laugh when nothing else does. And in a tower full of people just as broken as she is, Lorelai starts to breathe again. Eat again. Speak again.
She didn't plan on falling into something like love. She didn't expect to choose not to fight. And she definitely didn't expect cuddle piles, chaotic Titans, and a second chance.
Gotham was killing her.
The Tower is keeping her alive.