"What happened to you?" Graham asked annoyed pulling his jacket on the couch.

The party ended early for the mayor and his wife. After Regina was almost an hour locked in the bathroom, Graham went to find her to inform her they were leaving. The mayor reported that his wife was not feeling well and that they had to retire.

So he just took Regina out of the party and took her by the arm and got into the car without saying a word. But it seemed that the ice law was over.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened" Regina answered with a lost look on the floor.

All she wanted was for that day to end as soon as possible.

"Do you think that a "sorry" will fix everything? You were like a madwoman out there... You're the mayor's wife, you cannot do what you want in public. You're just making me look bad Regina" Graham was screaming like crazy, he was red with anger and Regina couldn't help feeling terrified before her husband.

"I told you I do not know what happened... I'll publicly apologize if that's what you want."

"Oh no, you will not" Graham approached Regina warning her with his index finger "From now on you will not leave this house without me. I will not allow you to make me look ridiculous again."

"What are you talking about?" She asked with a frown "You can't have me here as if I was an ornament in the house... I am a human being and I have the right to go out when I please."

"You don't. You are my wife and you are going to do what I tell you to do." He took the brunette by the arm and approached her without leaving an inch away "So don't you dare to disobey me."

"Or what?" Regina said between clenched teeth "You can't tell me what to do Graham, maybe you are my husband but you are not my owner" Regina pushed Graham and got rid of his hold "I don't know what is happening with you but I will not allow you to treat me this way." The brunette took her bag from the table in front of the sofa and hurried out of the house.

Graham didn't follow her, but she knew that things wouldn't end there. She got into her car and drove to the only place where she knew she could be safe.

Her father's house was a few blocks away, it was late, but she knew her father would welcome her with open arms.

Regina parked her car outside the garage and walked to the front door, pressed the doorbell a couple of times and after a few seconds the door opened.

"What are you doing here so late?" greeted her brother, surprised.

"I know it's late, I'm sorry... But can I stay here tonight?"

"Of course" Neal moved away to let his sister pass and closed the door behind them "Are you okay? Something happened?"

"Graham and I had a fight."

"Why? What happened?" Her brother asked with a frown.

"It doesn't matter... He went crazy and I couldn't stay there" she replied with tears in her eyes.

"Easy sis, everything is fine. You'll be safe here" Neal hugged his sister tightly and stroked her hair tenderly.

Since they were little, both were very close and Neal always took care of her and took care of her during the nights when Regina had nightmares. He never left her alone and never would.

Regina pulled away from her brother's embrace and wiped the tears from her cheeks.

"Where is dad?"

"He went to Boston in the afternoon. Zelena called him and he went to spend the weekend with her and her fiancé" Regina looked at her brother without understanding what she was saying "Yes, I put the same face as you... Apparently, our sister is going to marry."

"That's a surprise."

"I know, I never thought there was anyone who could stand Zelena. That man deserves an altar."

Regina gave a small laugh and her brother smiled at her. Neal put his arm around his sister's shoulders and they started up the stairs.

Emma sat on the bench where she regularly did and stared at the trees. She had left Henry at school minutes ago and didn't want to get to the station after what had happened the night before with Killian.

After staying in the bathroom for almost an hour talking to Regina, - or rather keeping quiet with Regina – she had decided to leave without giving a logical explanation to Killian. She just went back to the table and took her things, apologized and then walked as fast as she could away from that man confused by the situation.

Her hands were shaking, but it wasn't cold. Emma knew that she had to face what was happening, but she didn't know how to do it.

Her head was upside down, she had slept little and she couldn't stop thinking about Regina. The night before had been strange, but she had discovered one thing and it was something important, surprising and confusing.

She had feelings for Regina, and not feelings of friendship or companionship. She was attracted to her, she made her feel butterflies in her stomach every time she heard her voice and all she could think about was to be with her, to have her by her side. But Regina was married, it wasn't so easy and she didn't even know if Regina felt the same for her. Maybe that woman occupied every space of Emma's head, but she didn't know if she occupied Regina's thoughts.

Emma closed her eyes and breathed deeply until she felt that her lungs couldn't contain more air.

Regina was sitting looking out the window at the garden where she had spent her childhood. She held a cup of coffee in her hands and her thoughts wandered.

She didn't want to go home, not with Graham there, she couldn't deal with him anymore, she couldn't stand the attack on her. What had happened to the man she fell in love with? That sweet and attentive man who apparently no longer existed. She didn't know what to do about Graham, but she knew that things couldn't continue like that; not when she no longer felt the same for him. As much as she wanted to deny it, she no longer loved him and not only because of his behavior lately, but because someone else was entering her heart and had a name and lastname: Emma Swan.

"Are you there?" Emma's voice echoed in her head and Regina was so surprised that she almost spilled her coffee.

"Hello Emma, what's wrong?" She answered.

"How are you?" At that time it seemed the stupidest question in the world. But Emma didn't know what to say, she just wanted to hear Regina's voice.

"Not so good."

"What´s wrong? Are you ok?"

"I had a fight with Graham and now I'm at my father's house. I spend the night here."

"Are you good? Did he did something to you?" Emma's voice was full of concern.

"No, he didn't do anything to me, he was just furious because I was like crazy in front of all those people."

"I'm sorry, I think that was my fault."

"Of course not, you didn't know what was going to happen, I shouldn't have meddled in your appointment" Regina left the cup on the table that she had to one side and placed a lock of hair behind her ear "By the way, was it a good date?"

"Yes, I'd rather not talk about that... Let's say things ended as soon as they started."

"It was that bad?" The brunette asked raising an eyebrow.

"I left as soon as I went out the bathroom, I had no head for a date. And much less with someone who I don't like."

Regina didn't respond to that. She didn't know how to do it, but she felt her pulse quicken and her breathing stir from moment to moment. She felt Emma's nervousness throughout her body.

"Regina, we need to talk..."

"Talk? About what?"

"We both know... Do not forget that we can feel what the other feels."

"I don't know how I feel Emma" She hurried to answer with her voice trembling.

"That's precisely what we have to talk about."

Emma's phone started ringing insistently and she snorted. Regina saw the blonde take her phone and ignore the call but it started ringing again.

"I think you must take the call, it seems important... You and I can talk later."

"Regina..."

"Don't worry Emma, I will not go anywhere. You can talk to me at the time you want."

"Okay, we'll talk later."

Regina blinked a couple of times and went back to her coffee cup. She had already decided, she had to clarify things with Emma and resolve what was going to happen with her life.

Graham was still hidden behind the pillar of the room. He had heard every word Regina had said. His wife was talking to herself and apparently believed that someone named Emma was responding.

"Regina" He called her coming out of hiding.

Regina turned her head and when she saw her husband she got up from the chair leaving the coffee cup on the table.

"What are you doing here?"

"It's time for you to come home with me. It's enough of your dramas." Graham took Regina by the arm with strength.

"I'm not going anywhere with you" she replied with a lump in her throat.

"Enough of this Regina! I will not continue to endure more attitudes like this... You will return with me, I order it!"

"Let me go! I'm not going anywhere with you" Regina tried to push Graham but she didn't succeed; Tears began to roll down her cheeks.

"Let go of my sister Graham." Neal said, coming down the stairs.

"Don't get into this, it's none of your business" The mayor replied, looking at him with fury

"Of course it's my business" Neal approached his sister and Graham removed him from her side "She's my sister."

"She's my wife... And she should come with me home."

"She is not going anywhere unless she wants to... So please, leave our house" Neal crossed his arms and stood before Regina "Unless you want me to show you the way out in a not very friendly way."

Graham squeezed his hands into fists and his face was red with fury, but he still left the place. He had a better plan than being there.

"Are you ok?" Neal asked putting his hands on Regina's arms.

"Yes... Thank you for defending me" Regina replied.

"Hey, nobody's going to hurt my little sister"

Regina smiled at him and Neal hugged her tightly. It felt so good to be home.

Graham was in his study, the house felt empty but a good glass of Whiskey would solve everything, in addition to the person who was waiting.

The doorbell rang, and she hurried to the door to open it. A man in a suit, a briefcase and partially bald appeared at his door.

"Mr. Mayor, I came as fast as I could."

"And I thank you that, please come in."

Graham let the man in and walked after him.

"Regarding what I said on the phone, do you think we can do something fast?" Graham told him to sit on the sofa and he sat facing the man in the suit.

"Of course, Mr. Mayor... With the donations that you have been giving, I can do what you ask me to do."

"That seems perfect to me."