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At age 36, Regina had never imagined that this was where she would be in her life. Looking back, she never would have imagines the road in which her life had taken. When she was 15, she hadn't expected to fall in love with the dusty haired boy who went by the name of Daniel, but she had and not once did she regret it. They had married the summer after high school graduation, both just barely past the legal age of 18 needed for their secret elopement. Daniel had gone straight to work, choosing to be outside and to work with his hands rather than sit in a classroom for longer than necessary. Regina, on the other hand, had chosen the path of education and went on to study law with the hopes of becoming a mayor someday. She had taken on a job as a waitress, working nights and weekends at the local diner in the small town her and Daniel had moved to just after they had eloped. "A fresh start," Daniel had told her as they drove past the Welcome to Storybrooke sign. "A new place with new people who don't know the past us."
Things had been rough in the beginning for the newly married couple. Daniel worked laborious hours at the stables, helping with training the horses, as well as taking on a second job as being a handy man. Regina would work late into the night, staying past the end of her shifts to help with the kitchen clean up. She would also pick up double shifts on weekends and on her breaks from school. Every little bit helped the struggling couple keep their heads above water. They had tried to keep their expenses to a minimum, cutting unnecessary things like cable or going out with friends to save a few dollars here and there. It was tough, but they were able to manage.
At 19, they had gotten the shock of their lives.
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She hadn't been feeling well for days. The all too familiar feeling of nausea that had plagued the brunette for the past week pressed against the back of her throat. Her mouth began to salivate as she walked into the diner to begin her evening shift. After depositing her book bag under the counter with the intent of doing some homework later on her break, she reached for her apron and gagged. Covering her mouth and dropping the apron, she chose to make a quick dash to the bathroom instead.
Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the edge of the porcelain bowl tightly. She didn't have time to think about how unsanitary her actions were as she violently emptied her lunch. Her stomach tightened and clenched with each wave that hit her. Between her nearly constant retching and groans to the gods to make it stop, Regina didn't hear the bathroom door open. Nor did she hear the stall door being pushed open to check on her. She only registered the presence of the new person once she leaned her head against the wall with closed eyes and felt a cool damp paper towel passing over her lips.
Her eyes flew open to see Kathryn, fellow coworker and newfound friend, giving her a small half smile as she cleaned Regina's face and flushed the evidence of her sudden bathroom rush. Regina tried to return a smile to the blonde woman, but it came out looking more like a wince.
"Thanks, Kat," she said weakly. Her hands shook as she reached out to rip some toiled paper from the roll to wipe at her mouth.
"How long have you been feeling rough?" Kathryn lowered herself to her knees on the floor next to Regina, secretly thankful the woman had chosen the largest stall to get sick in.
"A few days. I thought it was a bug, but it hasn't passed. This is the first time I ever get sick."
As if to punctuate her statement with a truthful action, Regina quickly leaned forward for round two. Kathryn rubbed her back in a soothing manner and held her hair back from her face. Regina gave a small shake of her head before her stomach clenched again. With nothing left to come up, only the yellowish tinged bile from her stomach spilled into the toilet. She accepted the wad of toilet paper being offered and cleaned her mouth before flushing and leaning against the wall again.
"Usually I just feel like I'm going to throw up, but I never do," she continued explaining. Kathryn reached out to touch her forehead with the back of her hand.
"You aren't warm, so you don't have a fever. You said you've felt like this for a few days. Is Daniel sick at home?"
"No," she said as she shook her head. "Daniel is fine. In fact, he is better than fine. This morning he was up at five with a burst of energy like I've never seen."
Kathryn chuckled as she imagined the carefree guy jumping from the bed at such an early hour. "If he has that much energy in the morning, maybe you aren't doing enough of your wifely duties at night," she teased, gently nudging Regina, who nudged her back with a slight blush.
"He wants it all the time," she admitted with a small laugh. "Like I said, I really don't know where all this energy is coming from."
Kathryn raised a brow as an idea popped into her head. "You think this feeling bad and throwing up has anything to do with Daniel always wanting to play between the sheets?"
Regina snorted at her speculation. "I highly doubt that, Kat."
"Does he wear protection?"
"Of course not. We're married."
"Are you on birth control?"
"No. It's too expensive."
Kathryn gestured with her hands as if to say 'well then.' "Then I think it's a very plausible possibility. You should take a test. I have one in my purse."
"Why do you have a pregnancy test in your purse?"
"We are focusing on you right now, not me." Kathryn stood and grabbed her purse that she had left by the door when she had entered the bathroom behind Regina. She dug around the contents, searching for the little plastic stick that she had to spare as Regina rinsed her mouth out. As she offered a stick of gum to the brunette, a loud knock sounded from the door.
"We could use some waitresses out here!" one of the other workers, Ruby, called.
"You can give it to me later," Regina said as she gave herself a once over in the mirror. She reached back, attempting to fix the loose pieces of hair that had fallen from her French braid. "Though I really think it's just a waste."
Kathryn gently swatted her hands away and quickly rebraided her friend's hair, dropping the fixed braid down the young woman's back. "Better safe than sorry."
It wasn't until the end of the shift that Kathryn had enough time to thoroughly look through her purse and pass off the inquired about item to the slightly nervous Regina. She moved to the diner's bathroom, reading the instructions before following them. Quickly placing the cap back on the test, she dropped it into her bag and began the short walk home. It would be ready by the time she made it back to the small loft.
Her mind was bombarded with thousands of thoughts and yet felt surprisingly blank as she put thought into the test's possible results. Yes, there was a possibility that she could be pregnant, seeing as how her and Daniel did have a healthy sex life. It wouldn't surprise her if he was waiting up for her with the intention of getting her naked and in bed in the first ten minutes of her being in the house. Though they weren't trying, they weren't exactly preventing either.
Pinching her nose before running her hand over her face, she sighed. A baby was a big responsibility. A big financial responsibility and they were barely making ends meet as it was. But she was sure they would be able to manage. It was winter break and she could pick up extra shifts at the diner for the much needed extra cash. Of course, that would be if she were pregnant, which she highly doubted. All that talk that Kathryn had bothered her with had made her nervous.
Unlocking the door of their loft, she quickly checked the time on her watch. A bit past 11:30. That wasn't too late, yet the darkness that greeted her in the loft wasn't shocking. Daniel had been working hard lately and was surely already in bed. Dropping her bag on the floor next to the door, she turned to lock up, gasping when she felt herself being pushed against the hard door, the wood cool against her cheek as her eyes widened in shock. She shivered slightly as hands gripped her hips firmly and lips trailed up her neck to tickle her ear.
"Don't move and no one gets hurt," the deep voice husked against her ear. The hands moved from her hips to her hands, bringing them up to stretch her arms above her head, the body pressing her more firmly against the door until she felt a familiar hardness against her backside.
"Daniel," she said with a roll of her eyes. Smirking slightly to herself in the darkness of the loft, she rolled her hips back, rubbing against her husband in a teasing manner. It earned her an appreciative hum from the man's throat. "It's late. And there's something I want to talk about with you."
"Can it wait until tomorrow morning?" he nearly whined.
"Can this wait until tomorrow morning?" she countered, pressing back against him more forcefully as she turned to face him. He gave her a look before reaching forward and flicking on the light switch.
"Alright. What is it you want to talk about?"
She bit her lower lip as she glanced down at her bag, the results to her mental debate residing just beyond the small zipper on the cloth pouch. Whatever the results were, it would be final. It there were two lines, then they were expecting. If only one, then things wouldn't change.
"I took a pregnancy test," she whispered, eyes finally rising from the bag to meet Daniel's. He looked just as shocked as she thought he would look.
Daniel swallowed thickly. "What, uh….What did it say?" he managed to get out, hand rubbing the back of his neck in awkward nervousness.
"I took it before I left work. I haven't looked at the results yet." She chewed on her bottom lip as she nudged the bag with her foot shyly. "I just want us to talk about this first before we see what it says."
"What is there to talk about, Regina? Either you are or you aren't." He took a deep breath to calm himself. "If you are, I guess I could always pick up a few extra jobs on the side. But you'll have to drop out of school after the spring semester. Once we get back on our feet, you can go back. But until then –"
He was cut off from his rambling by a quick peck to his lips. Regina gave him a reassuring smile as she held the stick between them, fist closed tightly around the little window that would seal their fate with the results.
"No matter what this says, we'll be able to handle it." She looked up into his eyes, waiting on his confirmation. When he nodded, she turned her hand palm side up between them, fingers uncurling to reveal two perfectly clear lines. "Oh my God," she breathed, test falling to the floor as Daniel lifted her into his arms with a deep kiss. She felt the wall press against her back a second later.
"I think this calls for celebration," he suggested, giving her a wide smile.
"That's how we got into this in the first place," she said, gently hitting him in the chest before her arms wrapped around his neck and brought him close so the celebrating could begin.
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The excitement of being new parents was short lived. Regina was just starting her fourth month of pregnancy when she got the news that Daniel had been in an accident at the stables. A horse had gotten spooked while he was cleaning out its stall and it had bucked, kicking him in the head. If it hadn't been for Kathryn standing right beside her as she had gotten the phone call, the brunette would still be in a heap on the diner floor instead of trying to coax herself away from the edge of hysteria at the hospital as she waited on work from the doctor on Daniel's condition.
When the doctor finally did show his face, his grim expression told Regina everything she needed to know. Try as she might, she couldn't stop the tears from falling as she turned to Kathryn for support, face pressing against the blonde woman's neck as she felt her world crash down around her. Just under two years of marriage washed away in the blink of an eye. She was vaguely aware of Kathryn trying to calm her down.
"I know it's hard, love, but the stress isn't good for the baby."
Her words only made Regina cling tighter and cry harder. Daniel didn't even had a chance to experience being a dad, something he was so looking forward to.
"Kat, I can't do this," she sobbed, knees feeling weak. Kathryn led her over to a chair and lowered her gently into it. "This can't be real."
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She didn't remember much of the days that had followed. Everything seemed like such a blur. There were people trying to talk to her, people trying to comfort her, and just so many damn papers to sign. And the same thoughts replayed through her mind. I'm twenty years old. I'm twenty years old and widowed. I'm twenty years old, widowed, and pregnant. Her hand instinctively moved to cover her growing baby bump each time the last thought would pass.
She was vaguely aware of the person who insisted on talking to her, speaking kind words about Daniel. Her one handed grip on the tea in front of her tightened in anger. 'Not here,' she begged herself. 'Don't get angry in the middle of the diner where everyone can see.' When the person sat on the empty stool next to her and placed what was supposed to be a comforting hand on her arm, she stood suddenly and glared at the person, a man she soon noticed.
"Don't you think I know what a kind and sweet person he was." He throat tightened as she spoke of Daniel in the past tense. Various sets of eyes turned to look at her. Kathryn poked her head out from the kitchen door, curious as to what was about to happen. Ruby's head poked out above Kathryn's. "I was his wife!" Her voice rose as the anger bubbled up inside, the bitter taste washing over her tongue. "That's why I married him. That's why I chose to spend the rest of my life with him. To start a family with him. Until death do us part."
She hadn't noticed when the tears started falling, or when her yells had turned into broken sobs. She didn't remember Kathryn leading her out the back of the diner or gently being pushed to sit on a stack of milk crates that were stacked against the wall in the alley.
"It's okay, Reggie. Calm down." Kathryn said, squatting in front of her friend and taking her hands in her own. She felt bad for her friend, having to experience so much heart break at such a young age.
Regina just nodded, taking a hand back from Kathryn's grasp to wipe the tears off her cheeks. "I just wish people would stop with the sympathy and condolences."
No sooner had the words left her mouth did someone poke their head out the backdoor. It was a man, face triggering something on her brain, but she couldn't quite place him. His skin was light, hair light chestnut in color. Her gave a warm smile, face sporting a beard that was just past a 5 o'clock shadow. He moved closer to the two women, a steaming cup of tea in his hands, which her offered to Regina. She took it with a slight nod before taking a sip.
"I'm sorry about John. He can't really pick up on when people don't want to be bothered." His voice was laced with an English accent. It added to his appeal. At Regina's slightly confused look, he extended a hand. "Pardon me. I'm Robin. We've only met once before, down at the stables. I worked with Daniel."
Regina reached out and halfheartedly shook his hand, too busy putting her focus into waiting for the sympathy, waiting for the condolence. Waiting for the words that never came. He didn't offer words of the same degree that the others had offered, though he had more of a right than they did since he actually worked with Daniel. But she was glad. So very glad that he didn't offer the words that she didn't want to hear.
"Well, I better head out. If you ever need anything, like a strong Brit to rearrange your furniture, or whatever, let me know. I can find someone to help you out," he joked, chucking a bit as he walked down to the opening of the alley and turning the corner.
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The remaining months of her pregnancy seemed to dwindle down more rapidly the closer it got to her due date. Kathryn and Ruby spent more time with Regina, always keeping an eye on her just to ease their minds. It had been four months since Daniel's unexpected passing and Regina still wasn't back to her usual self, not that they had expected her to be.
It was their usual dinner and a movie Tuesday night on the unusually warm July evening. Though it was supposed to be a relaxing evening, Regina had a small stack of papers spread out before her on the coffee table, eyes scanning the contents.
"Reggie." Kathryn whined as she placed her glass down next to the papers. "It's really hard to have a relaxing night with your friends in you don't do the relaxing."
"Well, excuse me, Kat, if I'm trying to see if I can manage to support myself and my child once they get here." She let out a small huff as she examined one paper more closely before Ruby politely plucked it from her grasp. "Ruby!"
"She's right, Regina. Tonight it supposed to be about relaxing. The only thing those papers are good for is adding stress to your life. And we all know that's something you don't need. Besides, you make it sound like you will be raising the baby alone."
"But I don't have –"
"You have us." Kathryn cut her off, lifting her briefly forgotten about drink to her lips for a sip. "You will not be alone in raising that baby."
Though the words made her feel better, she still couldn't stop stressing about the future for her and her child. Kathryn was correct, she wouldn't be alone when it came to raising the baby. And that thought calmed her enough to relax with her friends.
It was later that evening that she went into labor. The girls were bidding their farewells when Regina placed a hand on her belly and gasped at the sharp pain she felt. Her weak protests of it being too early did nothing to stop her friends from hauling her to the hospital, where she was assured that three weeks was not entirely too early to have a baby. Three weeks minus the eleven hours she spent in labor, her two friends staying close by. They two extra woman were shooed from the room when it came time to bring the baby into the world. Regina was alone, scared, and excited all at the same time. With the thought of needing to meet her baby, the only thing that kept her from insanity the past few months, being her only thought, she pressed forward through the pain until loud wails filled the room.
Her head fell back onto the pillow as she let out a soft sob. Finally, her baby was here. She faintly recalled hearing the doctor announce the gender of the baby as a nurse wiped her forehead with whispered reassuring words that she has done a great job and that her son was healthy.
A son. Regina looked down at the now whimpering baby placed upon her chest, Daniel's words coming back to her. "If it's a boy, I want to name him after your dad." So she looked down at her little boy with a soft smile, taking in the few dark curls that say atop his tiny head. She used a single finger to smooth them down as she pressed her lips to his forehead, his name falling from her lips in a whisper. "Henry Daniel."
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The first few weeks after Henry's birth had been hard. And those weeks had soon turned into months. At Kathryn and Ruby's insistent words, Regina had gone back to school that fall against her better judgment. But she couldn't argue with her friends, they did have a point. The sooner she finished with school, the sooner she could provide a good life for Henry without having to worry about the little things.
Though she felt like she was sacrificing too much precious time with Henry in order to attend classes, the small smiles and gurgled that he greeted her with each morning made everything worth it.
It was when Henry was nearing six months old that Robin had approached Regina at the diner during her evening shift. It had just made a year since Daniel's accident, but the chestnut haired man had been a frequent occurrence in her and Henry's life. He leaned on the counter, right next to the spot that she was wiping down.
"Mills," he greeted casually.
Though some people had voiced their opinions against it, Regina had gone back to using her maiden name when Henry had been born, deciding that it should be her son's surname as well. People had said that she was choosing to forget Daniel, but that was not the case. She knew she would have to move on from Daniel eventually. There was no use clinging to the notion of what could've been. So that day she had slipped the ring off her finger and instead wore it on a chain around her neck, closer to her heart, where Daniel would always remain.
"Locksley," she responded, lifting her gaze from the counter to look up at him. "Can I help you with something or are you just going to loiter around like you usually do?"
He chuckled at her words, earning a smirk and a raised eyebrow before a hand was placed on her hip. "I'm sorry. There is something I wanted to ask about. But it's not on the menu. More of a special request."
Regina leaned over onto the counter in the same manner that Robin was doing. "I'll see what I can do. So spill. What is it that you want?"
Robin fidgeted with his fingers for a second before he met her gaze. "I wanted to know if you would like to go on a date with me?"
Regina's lips parted on a soft gasp. That was not what she had been expecting him to say, far from it. She was thinking more along the lines of him asking for avocado on his BLT or if he could substitute one side for another. Maybe even ask if she could put in a good word with Granny that it had been a while since she had last made her chocolate peanut butter pie. But never did she imagine that he would ask her on a date. She stood up, hand reaching to grasp the ring that sat comfortable in the valley between her breasts.
"Robin, I…." So many thoughts whizzed through her head. Would accepting the date from Robin mean that she was pushing Daniel from her life? It had been over a year, and she had grieved deeply for her lost love. But what would people say if she accepted? There were plenty of nasty names that she could be called. At her struggling expression, Robin reached out to touch her arm.
"It doesn't have to be anything big. Maybe I could come over and cook for you. That way you won't have to take Henry out or call a sitter," he offered.
Regina bit her lower lip in thought. It was a nice gesture, obviously one that he had put a great deal of thought into.
"You want my son to be on the date, too?" The corner of her mouth lifted into a small teasing smile and Robin released a breath that he didn't even know he was holding.
"Well, I figure it's a packaged deal. And if I win him over, which I already have, it'll earn me brownie points with you."
Robin sounded cocky, so sure of himself, but Regina realized that he was right. No one would have a chance with her if they didn't automatically accept Henry as well. And the young boy adored Robin, always breaking out in a gummy smile whenever the man was around.
She gave the ring on the chain a firm squeeze. "Tomorrow, six o'clock?" she offered shyly.
Robin smiled. "Tomorrow, six o'clock. I'll be sure to have something even the youngster will enjoy." The light slap to his shoulder from the wet towel made him laugh, stepping back to avoid another hit. "I'll see you tomorrow."
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That date was the first of many that lead into the steady relationship that had soon blossomed. At first, Regina had been hesitant, voicing her concerned that she felt like dating Robin meant that she was forgetting Daniel. Robin had taken her hands into his own and had told her that he would never try to replace Daniel, that he would never be able to. He explained that Daniel had gotten to fall in love with the carefree girl Regina used to be, while he would get the chance to experience the headstrong woman that she was becoming. Then he had taken her into his arms and told her that he was starting to care deeply for her, that it wasn't love, but it could develop into that if things continued on. He said that he loved Henry, and could almost think of him as a son, which caused Regina to tear up.
Because when she thought about it, everything Robin was saying made sense. Here was a man that not only accepted her son, but also accepted her past and baggage. That wasn't something that she could pass up. So she had just nodded, snuggling closer into his embrace.
As Henry grew, he took to thinking of Robin as a father figure. He knew that Robin wasn't his real father. Regina had made sure that he knew about Daniel and how much he was loved by his real father. Henry had nodded his understanding, as much as his little three year old mind would allow him to understand, before he pointed to a picture of Regina and Daniel on the end table.
"That's my dad," he said. Robin leaned against the doorway with a smile. When Henry saw him, he ran over and hugged the man's leg. "But this is my daddy."
Robin lifted the young boy into his arms. "I told you, champ. I can only be your daddy if your mom says yes."
"Say yes, mommy." Henry said, squirming in Robin's arms from excitement.
"Say yes to what?" Regina asked, eyeing both of them suspiciously.
Robin just grinned, lowering himself to his knee in front of Regina, setting Henry to sit on his propped up knee. Henry eagerly reached his tiny hand into the front pocket of Robin's shirt and pulled out a ring. Regina gasped, looking from Henry to the ring to Robin, and back to the ring.
"Say yes, mommy," Henry said again.
Robin chuckled softly. "Yeah, say yes, mommy," he echoed.
Regina smiled as she nodded, reaching out to cup Robin's face and bring him close for a kiss. Henry made gagging sounds, making Regina pull back with a laugh before she pulled her son into her lap.
"Why don't you help me put the ring on?" she offered, wiggling the right finger for Henry to put it on.
"Does this mean that he's my daddy now?" he asked, looking between the two adults.
They both nodded, each giving him a kiss on the cheek at the same time. And so at 23, Regina had gotten engaged and at 24 she had married for the second time.
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At age 27, she had graduated with her law degree, slowly ticking the boxes on her list of goals. Now all she has to do was run for mayor the next time an election rolled around and she would be all set.
She made her way through the crowd of people, graduation gown unzipped to expose the red dress she wore underneath. Henry waved at her from his spot in Robin's arms. She grinned, lifting her newly acquired degree in the air to signal that she had seen them. When she finally did make it over to her two favorite people, she lifted the cap from her head and place it on her son's, kissing his cheek before turning her attention to Robin.
"I did it," she said, face breaking out in a wide smile. Nine years of hard work, late nights, and all the hardships that had crossed her path, but she had finally done it.
"I'm proud of you, mommy." Henry's words were sweet and touched her heart, though his focus was solely on playing with the tassel on the cap.
"I'm proud of you, too, love. We should do somewhere to celebrate. Some place with orange juice for Henry and champagne for us," Robin offered. He shifted Henry from one arm to the other as he waited.
Regina shook her head, her hand instantly traveling to rest against her still flat stomach. "I can't have champagne. I'm pregnant." If possible, her smile grew even wider. "We're having a baby."
"I…. That's wonderful." Robin's eyes glistened with unshed tears of joy. He drew Regina close with his free arm, pressing his lips to the side of her head. "There is nothing that could make me a happier man."
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Eight months later they welcomed little Roland into the family. Whereas Henry has been born with a small handful of brown curls, Roland had a mop of thick curls. It surprised her exactly how much both of her boys looked like their respective fathers.
Once Roland had gotten old enough to become fascinated in grabbing things, Regina had traded in her usual hairstyle of long locks for a more mature style, one that went with her new position as mayor of the small town. It had been a rough election season, and there were points when Regina wasn't exactly sure she would win. Other times she was worried about how she would manage the new job with a toddler and a young adolescent. Yet somehow her and Robin had managed.
Besides the usual drama that came with two children and both parents working, things were smooth sailing. Everything was perfect. A happy marriage with two perfect children. What more could she want?
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It was what had happened when she was 33 that caused her marriage to begin to crumble. She knew it. And when it came down to it, she knew it was all her fault. After it had happened, she had retreated into herself, shutting out those who cared about her. In her moment of weakness, she had sealed herself, her expressions turning harder and her demeanor turning colder. Things had gone downhill from here
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Now she was 36, and she had never imagined that this was where she would be in her life. Sitting across the long table from Robin, watching him squirm in his uneasiness. Kathryn, friend and now lawyer, stood just off to the side of Regina, flipping through pages in a folder.
"Let me explain this in terms that you'll understand," Kathryn said, eyes lifting from the papers to stare at Robin. "She's divorcing you because you cheated and got another woman pregnant."
Regina shifted in her chair, sitting up straighter as she let out a small huff. She felt uncomfortable, though she wouldn't give Robin the satisfaction of knowing that. However, she did enjoy watching him squirm.
"My client has requested that we settle everything today and out of court. As her representing lawyer, it is my duty to ensure that she receives proper retribution for having to deal with your pathetic ass."
Regina did smirk at Kathryn's words. Maybe it was a bit unprofessional, but it was true. At least Robin had the decency to look guilty.
"She gets the house, any wealth acquired during her time as mayor, and full custody of Henry and Roland. You can have them on weekend and every other holiday," Kathryn continued.
"Regina, don't be like this," Robin said suddenly, staring at her. "That's not fair."
Regina lifted a challenging eyebrow at him. "It's not fair?" she asked. "Was it fair for you to cheat on me? Was it fair that you impregnated another woman?" She folded her arms across her chest as she waited for his reply.
"God, Regina. This isn't you. You haven't been the same since –"
Regina slammed her hands down on the table, effectively cutting Robin off as the sounds of her palms slapping the hard wood reverberated throughout the room. "Don't you dare! Robin Locksley, you do not get to talk about that." She stood, pushing the chair back as she did. Needing to get away, she grabbed her purse and turned to Kathryn. "I trust you can get the rest done without me? I need some fresh air."
Kathryn nodded, turning a predatory smile towards Robin. "Oh, I think we'll manage just fine."
Regina turned and left the room, her heels striking sharply against the sidewalk as she took deep calming breaths. No, at 36 she had never imagine that she would be getting divorced. Yet here she was.
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