Regina stared at the point where Emma had disappeared... She had run away, she needed time... But right now she was alone, again without love, again hated by her son. He said it was her fault that Emma had run away, she had pushed to far, she knew that the Savior had trusting issues and yet she had decided to be friend with Robin. Naturally the blonde sheriff had misunderstood all of it and thought that she was still dating the former thief... And then in a middle of a fight she had trow those three words, the most significant three words she could ever tell the blonde, she told her while fighting that she loved her. With the only result of letting her run away scared and confused. She was shattered into billion pieces, she didn't thought that she could ever feel more pain that when Daniel died, or Henry shout at her he hated her, and yet she was feeling it. She had wanted to run after Emma, but Robin had held her. He was fucking right, she couldn't run away with her, she would have never been able to come back, and Emma needed space. Needed the time to think about all that had appen, and she had a town to rule, a child to look after and a relationship with her son to rebuild. Again. She felt like when she had first decided to cast the curse, she had the same feelings that brought her to cast the dark curse. She felt lonely, unable to be loved, hopeless, sad and angry. Only this time her anger was all to herself, she hated that she had attacked the Savior instead of explaining with calm. So now she was left with a big empty space in her chest, like if her heart was missing. She was miserable, again, but this time she would do the right thing and try to solve everything, starting with Henry.