Time Period: The Present Reality

Regina's p.o.v

Rumple steps out of the shadows. He is not really here. He is only just a figament of my

imagination. It is temporary, not a permanent thing. "Our son is a beautiful little angel" Rumple

compliments Solomon who is fast asleep in the bed. His voice breaks through the silence and

darkness surrounding my world. "Solomon is surely a miracle like his sister. We have been

able to stay close even in your absence" I assure him. "This family of ours is extraordinary. It is

temporary, not a permanent thing" he reminds me.