What happens when Gotham's superhero has a secret? And not just a small one. One in the shape of a pale-fake-red head.
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"Why must you keep me a secret?" I screamed at him.
He looked at me. "I'm-." I cut him off.
"Save it. I can't handle this stress and abuse anymore. We're over." I sobbed.
"You don't mean that. I'm just trying to protect you. What would they do if they found out about us?" He spoke softly.
"They won't because there no longer is a us." I walked away ignoring his pleas.
I sighed.
Yeah, I thought, I just broke up with a superhero....
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