My Darling Emma,
When you were born, I held you in my arms for barely five minutes. You were so small. I thought of a lot of things in those few precious moments. I thought of my entire life. I thought of how beautiful you were and how you would most certainly be the fairest of them all. I thought of the love that Charming and I shared and how much we had struggled and fought to get to that perfect moment, your birth. Besides my wedding day, it was the happiest moment of my life. But then, I had to hand you over to Charming because he had to send you, a newborn baby, into an unknown land, a world without magic. Charming bolted from the room carrying you, sword in hand, about to face Gods-know-what, in order to send you to this mysterious world. After he left, I cried like I'd never cried before. Tears sprung from the bottom of my heart, or what was left of it. But I wasn't crying because of a curse or the fact that our realm was being punished for something I did. I wasn't even crying because I was losing my child and possibly my husband or that I would miss watching you grow up. I was crying because you were losing your mother. I lost my mother when I was very young and I didn't want anyone to have to go through what I went through. No one should lose their mother. In my worst nightmares, I never imagined that that fate would befall my own daughter.
I am truly sorry.
All my love,
Snow White