What if Regina didn't Remember?
28 years. That's how long the queen had been living a lie. Sure she was the mayor, but that was not all there was to the woman. Though she didn't know. Not till today.
The day the curse was broken by the savior. She was going to lose it all.
This was so unfair. How was she to know she was really the evil queen? It hurt her every time Henry said it because she was his mother. She had tried to give him everything. Yet, somewhere along the road, she had failed. He had went in search of his biological mother and had found her. He didn't want her. All the years of birthdays, soccer games, holding Henry when he was sick or was scared, that would all be a distant memory.
Before anyone could throw her out of that hospital room, Henry needed to know the truth, even if it broke her heart.
"Henry no matter what anyone tells you, I… I do love you." She said through tears, lightly touching her sons face, for the last time. After which she backed out of the room in horror, and she ran. She ran for the woods.
When she couldn't run anymore she was well into the forest of StoryBrooke, her chest desperately trying to take in air, hands running through her hair.
Why had she done this to herself? The mayor hadn't known what she had done in the past, she was just a single mother with a son who rapidly started to push away from her. She loved him, truly, with all of her heart.
She put her hand on a tree, guiding herself to the ground against it. This was her happy ending. It was now gone.
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