"Henry. Did I ever tell you what a lovely name that was? However did you pick it?"
She quietly sucked in a breath. Why was he asking that? There was no way he could remember the original deal they had made, back in the old days, back when he was only a seeing rat in a cellar, dirty and untamed. He would have lost his old memory, wouldn't have he?
The question still struck a chord within her heart as she thought of her reason for the name. Henry.
That was her father's name. She had hoped that this boy would be her second chance with her father, a chance to make everything okay. And to do that she had to keep her boy safe, even if it meant taking him away from that woman, his biological mother.
Her anger flared up again, and rose in her eyes, making her forget all about second chances and doing things right. She whipped around to face Mr. Gold and snarled at him.
"Did you want her to come to town? You wanted all this to happen, didn't you? You finding Henry wasn't an accident, was it?"