"If this is my last night with you

Hold me like I'm more than just a friend

Give me a memory I can use

Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do

It matters how this ends

'Cause what if I never love again?" All I Ask – Adele

The cold January winds burned her skin. With only her cardigan to keep her warm, she walked briskly down Main Street, heading towards the diner where she knew he would be looking for her. It was nearing midnight and he had been calling and calling her. The cold was the last thing bothering her though, heart beating erratic and blood pumping all through her body, she was going to take a leap of faith. She pushed the door of Granny's diner open and with the chime announcing her entrance, he met her eyes and stood quickly taking long strides to reach her.

"Where have you been? Where are the kids?" He breathed out with a frustrated sigh.

"The kids are with Emma like I told you earlier. I need to talk to you," she replied.

"I've been looking everywhere for you. I'd been calling your cell, I went to your office, I practically searched half the town, woods and the house and Emma-."

"Let's elope," she blurted softly.

"W-What?"

"Let's go, Robin. Let's get our kids and let's go. Remember you said at the docks that it would be better to elope. No real wedding just a signature… so, let's do it." She pleaded with him. Her eyes were watered and voice pleading as she grabbed on for dear life to the sleeve of his navy suit.

"Yes, but that was in the moment, Regina-."

"Come on, let's just go to city hall and do it, Robin. I mean, what the hell, you only live once, right? A-and we don't need a honeymoon just – I don't care about that – just-," she was blabbering now and she could tell Robin was wild eyed and stuttering trying to calm her down.

"Regina, just, hold on a minute-,"

"No, no holding on! We don't have to wait, just grab the kids and go to city hall, that's it see? And then we can be married." She pressed trying to reason with him as tears forced themselves out of her lids.

"But, Regina we talked about this-." She saw the hesitance in his face and the sheer fear in his voice.

"I know we talked about this. But I've been waiting and waiting for you to come around, Robin and I don't want to wait anymore and our kids, our beautiful babies. We can be married and be happy and our kids could have their parents be married."

"Y-you want to do this now? It's midnight!" he said as he looked around the diner to everyone evidently watching their conversation. Regina's raised voice and desperate please being heard by practically the entire town of Storybrooke.

"Yes, right now. Not later, not in another five years like you said before and not next week, now!"

He opened the diner door and guided her outside away from prying eyes, "So, we get the kids first, then to city hall." She said starting to walk down the street as Robin followed.

"Regina, I want to talk about this," Robin voiced as he combed his hair in exasperation.

"No, Robin! I'm done talking, we've done that already now I want to get married to you."

"We can't just go on and get married on a whim!" He said as she began to cross the middle of the street. Robin turned them both into an alley an isolated alley way. Regina turned angry and let down with his resistance to her proposal.

"Why not, Robin?! Don't you love me?!"

"Regina, calm down!" he exclaimed.

"Because I love you, Robin. I love you so much. God, I love you with my whole life! And I have waited and said nothing, suppressing what I want. I've kept my distance because I thought you just needed time to come around to see what we have. We have a house, we have beautiful, perfect kids together! And maybe you don't want to marry me because I'm overly organized, or that I don't like you putting your feet on the coffee table with shoes on! But if it's between you and dirty coffee tables for the rest of my life, I choose you!"

"I don't care about that, Regina!"

"Do you care about me?!" she exclaimed as tears began to trail down her cheeks.

"Yes, baby, I care so much about you!"

"Because I am going crazy here not knowing why you won't marry me and when you are going to come around to this. We have been together for so long and, we have kids and a house and our careers are set and Daniel said-,"

"Daniel said?! You've been talking to Daniel?"

"I saw him at the mall in Mist Haven and I just… I was frustrated and he noticed and he asked if I was okay and you won't talk to me or open up lately. You've been detached and I know it's because of the marriage conversation we had a few months ago. You've been changing and I just… I needed to vent and talk to someone."

"Well if I've changed so much why you don't just go marry Daniel then! It worked so well for you the first time! Oh, right my mistake you didn't even get to the alter," He bit with anger spewing in between his words. She knew it was a bad idea mentioning Daniel, but she caught herself after the fact. He hated Daniel, and she knew how much his jealousy was the reason for that.

"See, you're doing it again, pushing me away," she replied huffing and crossing her arms in displeasure.

"For fucks sake, Regina, I've told you, it will be a bad idea to get married. Have you not seen how our parents turned out? Both of them! Divorced, cheating and hating each other! Is that how you want us to end up?"

"And what, you want to stay like this? So that whenever it gets too difficult you just become another man in my life that leaves me? Another father in my life that abandons their children just like mine abandoned me?"

"You really think me to be that way? I thought you knew me to be better than that, I thought you of all people saw me for the honorable man I am." he said astonished at her accusations.

"And you would think so little of what I feel for you to say that we would end up divorced. You think that little of me to be unfaithful to you?"

"Well, you've been going behind my back to see Daniel as it seems, perhaps you are cheating."

"I did not go behind your back! I ran into him, once!"

He wasn't listening to her, so he continued on to spill more venom, without thinking of the consequences. After all, her proposal and just the fact that she had spoken to Daniel about their personal lives what driving him into a ball of rage, "Go on now, go run off with Daniel, just like your mother did with Leopold, all for the money, right?" He spit back still angry and fuming. His words were like poison and she couldn't take more. He knew how much she hated her mother, and being compared to her in any way made her seethe. It was obvious, they weren't who they thought. After all these years, it was evident. The constant arguing over jealousy on his part and distrust on her part. The first few years were perfect, but now, it was all just a mess of issues and arguments and distrust that she just couldn't get past and it was evident neither could he. Maybe they just were thinking that they loved one another but really it was with the idea of it?

Her heart felt a pang in her chest at his accusations, she wanted to hurt him with the same he had hurt her, "Maybe you just don't love me enough to try and be married to me. Poor little Robin with his mommy and daddy issues can't open up completely to the so-called love of his life. All he needs her for is a good fuck, right? Not good enough to be called a wife."

He moved closer to her, betrayal and anger looming over his having chest. In that moment, he transformed himself into someone Regina did not recognize. Eyes dark in fury, "You're right, you're just a good fuck… nothing else."

"I can't believe I ever thought I was in love with you. You disgust me… and I-I hate you," she growled from the pit of her stomach – voice rasping and burning as vocal chords shrieked.

He barked back, his yell piercing into her ears in pain, "I never loved you. That's what you want to hear? You were just someone to fuck with."

She couldn't believe her ears. She did not recognize the man in front of her. Maybe this was his real self. After six years together, she finally saw him for the truth he was.

"We are done, Robin. Go find someone else to fuck from now on. Since that's all you want."

She turned around and marched down the street to her car, she hated him, in that instant she was sure all love she had for him was gone. She went onto her car and sat there banging anywhere and everywhere in rage. He did not come home that night, or any night after that.

Two weeks later, he had returned from a business trip from New York. Regina had missed him so much, and had come to her senses and was willing to grovel for forgiveness for whatever she had said. She went looking for him to try and mend things and hopefully take steps to get back together. She stood knocking hopeful in front of the door of his hotel room.

Robin opened the door, and eyes widened as he realized it was her at the door.

She sprang forward and wrapped her arms around his neck firmly whispering apologies and words of how much she's missed him.

"Regina…," He began but she cut him off before he could say anything.

"I-I want to try and make this better for us. I don't need to get married, Robin. I thought about it and I don't care. All my abandonment issues and fears, I want to overcome them. And that means accepting that you don't want to get married. I don't care about getting married, I just want you." She admitted as she took hold of his hand. He had remained silent the whole time and now he looked at her with a grimaced face with humiliation and heartbreak evident in his eyes.

"Regina, were over," he said seriously.

"No, Robin, we- we can work this out and we can fix this. It's not too late." She pleaded as she tugged his hand towards her but he did not move.

"Regina, stop."

"No, Robin, this is just a bad fight but- , Robin the kids miss you – I miss you." She breathed out in hope that he would listen to her. But he said nothing, he wouldn't even look at her and in that moment she knew that something was off.

"Robin?" she asked innocently wanting to get some kind response from him.

"I slept with Marian."

He saw her eyes and that look broke him into a million pieces. It was worse than a heart break, worse than any other type of pain. She knew that Marian was the last person that she wanted to see him with; hell, Marian was one of the reasons that he was so against getting married. But he had gone to her of all people. When they had gotten together he swore that Marian was out of his life, that all feelings for her were gone. But now, it was evident to her that he really didn't love her.

She looked at him in his blue eyes, now only seeing the person who had betrayed her in the worst way possible. In silence, she turned around and left and didn't look back.

.*.

It had been three years since that day. Still, to this day, it was difficult seeing him. She couldn't stand to see him smile at her or attempt to make nice with her. After talking to their then five-year-old Roland about their separation, he was a bit upset because he was not going to be able to see his father every day anymore but Regina promised him that he would see him anytime he wanted and was going to also be living in his father's home too. He had surprisingly taken it well, he never doubted his parents love for him and he was reminded of it daily with nightly phone calls, his parents coming together for the holidays and birthdays.

Robin and Regina had made a pact, when their kids came into play, they would force themselves to get along and nothing, not even their problems would interfere with the happiness and health of their children.

"Mama, I need help with my seatbelt," she turned to look at her beautiful baby girl. Sweet little Willow was the epitome of her mother, with the exception in her eyes – those were her father's. She had only been two years old when they broke up. Now, a big girl of five, she was becoming an exact replica of Regina. As Roland carried both his and his sister's overnight bags, and stepped out of the car, Regina unbuckled Willow. This weekend was Valentine's Day, and they would be spending it with their father.

The three made their way inside the apartment complex into Robin's apartment. Regina took Willow and carried her in her arms. Willows growing legs wrapped around her mother's waist with her arms were wrapped around Regina's neck and her head resting on the crook of her mother's neck she moaned silently.

Regina rubbed her back softly, "Are you feeling okay, sweetie?"

Willow shook her head as she moaned once again. Roland knocked on the door as he told his mother, "Ms. Belle said there was a bug going around in the school. Maybe she got it."

The door opened and Robin greeted Roland with a ruffle of his hair and a fist bump handshake.

"Regina." He greeted simply.

"Willow isn't feeling well," she said as she ignored his greeting.

"Is my princess not feeling well," Robin cooed as Willow shook her head in a pout, "Well, come on and your Papa will make you feel better." Robin attempted to take her from her mother's hold but the little girl wouldn't budge.

Willow shook her head squeezing tighter to her mother's neck, "Come on, sweetie, your Papa can make you chicken soup and you can watch cartoons. You will feel all better soon." Regina said.

Robin looked at Regina with a brow raised, knowing how stubborn their daughter was already, if she didn't want something she wouldn't have it. With a sigh, Regina stepped inside the apartment and walked over to Willow's room to lay her down. She had very rarely gone inside his apartment; since Robin had moved in, she could count with one hand the times she had.

He noticed she was dressed up. She wore a tight sleeveless red dress reaching just above her knee that hugged every curve. Her makeup was done beautifully to reflect her natural features. She had black high heels that flexed her calves. He noticed she had cut her hair recently, it was just a half inch under her shoulders. He watched her walk hips swaying sensually down the hallway, as she headed into her daughter's room. At the sight of her hips swaying and her well-rounded ass perfectly in view, memories of him pounding into her from behind jolted a throb in his cock. God, he missed her. Usually, she dropped them off in something more casual unless – oh. She was going on a date. Of course, it was Valentine's Day today, why would she be dateless on a date like this.

It been three years now, of course she'd start dating, hell, he was surprised she hadn't sooner. She was – is – a perfect catch, who wouldn't want to take her on a date?

It had been a few minutes and she had still not come out of Willow's room. He walked in to check on them and the sight warmed him. Both mother and daughter laid together nose to nose giggling and whispering silly-sweet words. Willow still grabbing tightly onto her mother, but now in better spirits. Smiles and giggles filled the room. Willow noticed her father's presence and looked at him from her resting position, "Papa doesn't Mama look pretty? She says I'm prettier but I know she's lying. She has a pretty dress and shoes and hair and she looks pretty doesn't she daddy?"

Yes, she looks stunning, he wanted to say. But he refrained because he knew Regina, and that statement would have upset her. As if by stroke of luck, her phone rang.

"Hello?" She began speaking, "Yeah, I'm almost out, Willow isn't feeling well. Okay." She said putting her phone on Willows ear.

"Hi Graham," Willow said smiling, "Mama said you are taking her to a special dinner," Willow looked at her mother with a smiled widening from ear to ear as she said on the phone, "Promise. Bye Graham."

She hung up her phone and looked inquisitively at her daughter, "Promise, what?"

Willow smiled, "Secret, Mama."

Regina looked at her daughter curiously but ignored, "Alright, my sweet girl, I've have go now, but if you need me or feel worse, you know to call me, okay? I'll be back super-duper fast. I love you so so sooo much."

"I love you too, Mama."

Willow gave her mom a tight hug and an eskimo kiss. Regina stood from the bed and began walking toward the exit of the room and slightly halted her steps as her eyes met with Robin's. He gave her a soft half smile attempting to reach her in some way, but she remained unfazed and walked past him. The side of both of their bare arms brushing against another in the exchange.

That was the first time they had touched in months; the last time was during New Year's when Willow begged her parents to let her take a picture of them. Regina, being a photographer, had inspired her daughter to get into photography from the moment she could hold things properly. She had bought her a camera that Christmas and the little tyke was snapping pictures of anything and everyone all around the holidays. So, to please their daughter, they stood together with just arms hung straight down just barely brushing one another. But Willow, being Willow, was not going to have it.

"You gotta hold Mama, Papa," she ordered. She marched up to her parents and grabbed her father's hand and set it on her mother's waist. She then moved Regina's arm to wrap it around Robin's back. There was still a forced space between them. It was apparently awkward for them as their friends saw the scene unfold.

"Closer," Willow ordered them.

"Willow, it's not necessary, sweetie," Regina said.

"Please Mama," with a sad pout forming, how could Regina say no?

With a sigh, she brought herself closer to Robin, taking in his scent and the feel of her body against his. She looked at Robin who looked at her. He smiled sweetly at her but she wouldn't budge. Her gaze was blank and unwelcoming. There was a flash of light coming to their eyes and they turned to see Willow examining her first shot.

Her tongue popped out at the corner of her smile as she pushed buttons to take another shot. She centered the picture just like her Mama had showed her and made sure the flash was ready. She told her parents to smile and - Click! That picture would then rest on her bedside table along with many others pictures she took that were around her walls and counters of both her rooms in her parent's houses.

Regina didn't want to touch him; when her skin touched his, or when she got closer to him to take his scent in or get a closer look at his dimpled smile or ice blue eyes it was a reminder of everything they had and everything they lost.

Centering herself and turning away from memories she wishes she'd erase, she walks down the hall to bid her eldest goodnight.

"Roland, I'm heading out," she says as she sees her son sitting at the table finishing up his homework.

She walked over with a proud smile on her face at the sight of her first born. She ruffled his hair and kissed his head. He was very much her son, he had her crèmed skin complexion and her brown eyes, and her naturally dark brown curly hair – but of his father he had his dimples. It was as if both her children had inherited what she loved most of their father – his dimples and eyes – but both kids had his smile; that smile that made even the worst of days for Regina feel like a happy one. But that was a long time ago.

Roland stood giving his mom a big hug and just like with Willow, she gave him an eskimo kiss.

"You look after Willow, alright? Call me if you need anything," she says as she hugs him even tighter.

"We'll be fine mom, Pop's here," Roland said.

"Pop?" Regina chuckled.

"I'm getting older, I can't call him Papa anymore." Roland reasoned as his father chuckled from behind Regina.

"Don't grow up too fast," Regina said as she cupped her son's chin. She gave her son another hug as she looked to Robin, "Will you walk me out, please?"

He nodded and both made their way out the door, "So, you have a date with Graham I take it?"

She paused her steps at the doorway of the house, "It's Valentine's Day, of course I do."

"So, things have become serious with you two?"

She scoffed with annoyance at his question, "I've been dating him exclusively for almost a year now. He's met Roland and Willow now, I'd say things are quite serious."

"How are they with him? Does he treat them right?"

Regina's brows furrowed in anger at him, how dare he ask that?

"You think I'd be with someone who wouldn't treat my kid's right? Are you kidding me, Robin?"

"I just… I just meant do they get along? I've only met him a couple times. I'm not involved and-."

"You're right, you're not involved. It's my love life not yours. You are my kids father, I gave you the courtesy of meeting Graham before I presented him to the kids because you deserve that respect. But you don't get to be involved with anything past that."

He had a wounded look in his face, his hand were stuck in his pant pockets and he looked down nodding.

Regina sighed in aggravation, she didn't want to fight, and it wouldn't help with anything, "Look, I don't want to fight. Just call me if you need anything. You know how Willow gets when she's sick, so don't hesitate to call."

Robin did not say a word, he nodded closed the door as she walked out towards her car.

.*.

"You look beautiful, babe," Graham said. He had taken Regina to an Italian restaurant in the town of Mist Haven. They lived in Storybrooke which was about fifteen minutes away, but when they wanted more privacy they liked going out of town for it. Regina didn't want to run into Robin so she preferred going outside of town on dates.

Graham Hunter was Storybooke's sheriff. She had known him for a few years and would see him on occasion since Regina's best friend Emma, worked as deputy of Storybrooke. After Robin and Regina's separation, Graham had found about it through Emma because she had to take a few days off to help get Regina's through the entire ordeal. On a day that Regina went to have lunch with Emma, Regina had been waiting in the station for Emma to come back from patrol. Graham let Regina know that if there was ever anything she needed that he was available. Whether it was a friend or a drinking buddy that he was there for her. It was weird to Regina at first, how he had come out of nowhere, but, their friendship began slowly. They had become good friends and Regina only wanted the friendship as she was still going through the break up with Robin. Graham was sweet and caring, he never pushed her. After two years, Regina finally said yes to a date with Graham.

After that, it was smooth sailing. Graham was a sweet and caring boyfriend; they both had a good relationship. Their relationship was not an earthshattering type of relationship, it was solid and reliable. Regina liked that, she knew what she had, she didn't have to second guess anything about Graham. It was simple and straightforward. Safe.

He had told her he loved her six months into the relationship. When he told her, Regina did not reply until seconds later. She had to figure out what she felt for him, she loved Graham. It wasn't maddening and passionate love, but it was love of some kind.

She loved him back, and when she uttered those three words it wasn't with the feelings she thought she should have for the guy she was falling for. She loved Graham, but she wouldn't acknowledge that she wasn't in love with Graham, exactly. But it didn't matter, right? It was a good relationship, and she didn't want to lose that or him.

"So, you and Willow have a secret, I hear?" Regina said taking a bite of her pasta.

Graham smiled, "Yes, and we are keeping it that way."

"What secrets do you have with my daughter, Mr. Hunter?" she asked with a smirk.

"Just one."

Their conversation continued smoothly. They caught up on their jobs and any news of the day. Regina had been gone the week before to Hawaii to photograph a wedding and they had yet to see each other before that.

She was a highly praised and sought after photographer. She was world renowned and focused on fine, conceptual and street art. What she loved though, was portraits. She loved going to parties and taking pictures of weddings or birthday parties or any type of occasion. She loved capturing lifelong moments. She was extremely successful and her work was at various art museums all over the world. Her most proud work so far was her collection that was displayed at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, it was called 'From The Eyes of a Mother'. It was a collection of candid pictures of her children with their father. The theme was moments the children shared with their father on random occasions. There were pictures of Robin and their two kids in different scenarios – all unposed. One of her favorites was a sleeping Roland resting his head on Robin's lap while a new born Willow was cradled next to a sleeping Robin. All three sharing the same bed. She had submitted it two years prior to their break up and a few months after she had submitted her piece she was notified that it would be displayed in the MOMA. Robin and Regina had gone to the showcasing of it and they had made crazy passionate love all night celebrating her work. Robin took that entire night telling her how much he loved her and proving it to her by worshiping her body in any way he could.

Regina had gotten quite the successful photography career that she was able to open up her own studio. During the summers she would have photography classes for students who were going to prestigious art schools. It was so popular she needed to waitlist. She had her own dark room to work at her pleasure. It was part of the perks of being so successful in her career. Graham was quite proud of her and loved her photography and loved to watch her work. He was very supportive of her work trips and was very flexible about it all which Regina was really happy for.

"So do you have any other assignments booked yet?" Graham asked.

"I have an anniversary wedding in Paris next month, "Regina said, "It's going to be really quick, I fly in that morning and fly back that night."

"That sounds great, Regina."

As they continued talking the waitress cleared their plates and let them know their dessert would be ready in a few minutes.

"We didn't order dessert," Regina said to the waitress.

"I did. "Graham said smiling.

"What did you order?"

"Crème Brulee." He replied.

Graham had begun to get a bit quiet and he was fiddling with the seam of his suit as they continued talking, "Are you okay, Graham?"

He nodded smiling, "Perfect. Just a little nervous, darling"

"Why?" she chuckled. She noticed the waitress coming with a silver platter with a cover over it and a wide smile on her face as she looked at Regina.

She placed the tray in the center of the table as Regina looked at Graham, "Graham, what's going on?" What this really happening?

He lifted the tray to reveal a cup of Crème Brule with a diamond ring sitting on the hard sugary layer.

Regina's eyes widened and her heart began beating like crazy. What this happening?

"Graham." She whispered, "What are you doing?"

"Regina, we've been getting to know each other for some time now. Every moment with you has been perfect and I fall in love with you more and more every day. You are beautiful, sexy, and a perfect mother. I wouldn't want to spend the rest of my life with anyone else but you. It would be an honor to be to be able to be your husband and do everything in my power to give you the best this life has to offer," He took the ring from the dessert and got on one knee, "Regina Mills, will you marry me?"

She was speechless, he was proposing! She paused for a moment. This was it, she would marry Graham, a guy she loved and have a family with him, with her kids. She'd say yes, and she'd have the perfect wedding and the perfect family with him and her kids. This was what she wanted, and he was quite literally giving it to her in a silver platter. Graham was sweet, caring, a gentleman and loved her kids, this was it. So why the hell was it so hard for her to say yes?

"Regina?" he asked again. She was silent, taking it all in. she looked around the room and all were strangers, she looked down to Graham and he was hopeful and slightly worried as he looked at her waiting for her response.

.*.

She knocked on the door quickly.

No answer.

She knocked again even harder.

The door opened and it revealed Roland holding a wash cloth and a bottle of children's Tylenol, "Where is she, baby?" Regina asked her son.

"She's in Pop's room and she keeps asking for you."

She gave her son a kiss on the forehead and quickly made her way into the house. She had never been in Robin's room before. She knew where it was since it was in the same hall she would walk in to get to Roland and Willows room. She merely would pass it when she came into the house. The door tended to be open and she would only get a glimpse of the side of the bed or the night stand.

For the first time she stepped inside, she was reminded of the small one-bedroom apartment he had when they had started dating. The room was similar in organization. He was very simple. It was very Robin like – the walls were a forest green and his bedding white and simple. He had a dark mahogany wooden drawer across form his bed and rested on top of it rested framed pictures of her and the kids along with pictures of them all together from different moments shared together. From the day Roland and Willow were born to their first birthdays and going on. It was late at night now, but she knew Robin and his love for outdoors was evident in the big window, now covered with curtains, she imagined it would give a great amount of light during the day.

Stepping inside, she saw Willow laying on the right side of the bed with Robin sitting at the edge tending to a crying Willow as she whimpered for her Mama. Robin soothing and whispering that she would arrive soon. He was shirtless and only wearing his pajama pants. The sight of him from the back was sexy, he was still ripped it was so evident. Willow turned and saw Regina and she began to whimper, "Mama, it hurts."

Robin turned to see Regina at the door. She walked over to the other side of the bed and slipped out of her heels, and moved over to lay next to her daughter and Willow quickly moved to cuddle next to her mother. Whenever little Willow was sick she wanted no one else but her Mama. Regina wrapped her arms around Willow as she snuggled her face on the crook of Regina's neck. Robin sat still at the edge of the bed looking at his two girls. He smiled at the sight and looked over them through his sleepy eyes. His gaze trailed down Regina's sensual curves as she had Willow wrapped up in her arms. She was laying on his bed for the first time. She looked beautiful with her dark hair splayed in his pillows. He knew her scent would remain on the covers for a couple days and he would sleep right on it, as if it were here there with him. He trailed up as he looked over his sweet daughter being held by her mother as her whimper subsided. His heart dropped straight to the floor when he saw a sparkle on her ring finger. It was a diamond ring.

He looked up at Regina and he had not realized that just like he had been looking over her, she had surprisingly been looking over him as well. Their eyes locked for a few seconds, he then looked down at her ring finger that back up to her. She looked at her finger as well realizing what he had seen. There it was, resting on her ring finger – a diamond engagement ring. They looked at one another, there were no words needed. Both remembering that horrible night that separated them. Here they were now, her with another man's engagement ring on finger. Him with a broken heart over the sight. Three years later, she had been asked to be married and she had said yes.

Hello my sweets! This is a new story I've had in my head and it just randomly popped up! I hope you all liked the first chapter! It was pretty emotional for me to write as I am married myself so it was difficult to put myself in the situation of Robin and Regina. I'm currently working on the next chapter for Me & You in addition to Love in Between. I take a bit longer because I like to put in more length to the chapters. So, bear with me as I try to write as much as I can on my available time. I'm taking a summer class Mon-Thurs at night so right after work I'm in class for a while so it's difficult to write. Please let me know what you think of this chapter! I take all your feedback and take it into account when working on future chapters! Thank you to all who have commented and rated my stories. I love to write them and love all the drama I create! (lol) I hope you all do as well.

Please forgive any errors or weird phrasings. I try to write and update as fast as I can and I don't have a beta to proof-read them. Sorry!

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-Nan xx