Days passed by and she's been hiding in her room as if the light of the day might kill her. She hasn't left the house in four days, and despite all Daniel's futile attempts to talk to, she didn't want to see anyone but her princess. Nights were the worst. She was sleeping next to a man for who she felt nothing more but a friendly love. Now, that Robin was back, she could see that. She could see that, no matter how hard she tried, she could never feel anything even close to what she felt for him. And it was lies that were killing her. That were eating her alive. Because she was promised to a man who loved her unlimitedly and she was thinking about the other man, about the one who left her twice for his wife. Not that he had much of a choice, especially for the second time, when she supported his decision, but she couldn't think of herself doing the same. Not so much because of her husband as much for her child.

"Regina, can I come in?" she heard a voice from the other side of the door of her bedroom. It was Emma, she could recognize her voice and it was obvious who was running towards her to help because… Well, she was the savior after all.

Getting up from the bed and fixing her hair in front of the mirror, Regina opened the door with a fake smile creeping down her lips when she saw her. "I don't need to be saved, Miss Swan. Not this time." All I want is to be alone and cry over my shitty love life.

"I am afraid Henry doesn't think so." Emma tilted her head to the side, raising an eyebrow after she saw what Regina was wearing. No more, no less than a white pajama with dark longitudinal lines. She could definitely imagine her wearing a night gown, but a simple pajama as this one, in which she looked tired and pale, never.

"I'm afraid Henry doesn't know what he's talking about. I feel just fine." She replied, frowning a bit at this. Henry couldn't possibly know about anything that was happening. He came over for a dinner a couple of times, but she acted perfectly normal. She even laughed.

"And I am afraid he might have had a short conversation with Robin about what happened a few days ago." Emma smiled, now already seeing the different look in Regina's eyes. She knew she wasn't supposed to know any of that. Especially now, since Regina was married and a small child was involved.

"What exactly did he say?" Regina asked, as she moved to the side so Emma could come in. This was the last thing in the world she needed. For one stupid kiss to ruin everything she knew about.

Emma entered the room, sitting on a sofa and taking a deep breath. She sincerely hoped no one but her and Henry knows about what happened between the two of them. She never mentioned it to anyone, but had to talk about it. It affected Henry more than she could imagine. All he's been talking about was how his mother isn't happy, how she needs to be with her soul mate. And it's not Daniel. "He wants you to be happy. Even if that means you're with Robin." Emma started, slowly, but got interrupted at the very beginning.

"I am happy! I have Brianna and Henry! And Daniel! That's all I need. Back in the woods, that was just one meaningless kiss and I made it clear that…"

"Wait… You kissed?" Emma asked, raising her eyebrows in a surprise.

"You… You didn't know? Henry didn't… Um… Tell you?" Regina asked, stammering a bit at every second word. How much did Emma really know? And was it up to how much Henry told her, or up to how much Robin told Henry? She didn't know, anyway, how it even came to the conversation between her son and Robin, but she decided to ignore that. For now. Later she will deal with both of them. Now, the only important thing was the fact she let Emma know she kissed Robin. Which was the one thing she shouldn't have known.

"No." Emma said, shrugging her shoulders and leaning back into the sofa. "But now I do."

"I suggest you forget it then." Regina replied, as it was that easy. Her marriage was brought up to the question and she wouldn't believe something like that might be happening to her. She was happy. She really was happy. With the kisses in the morning, all over her face, cute, funny breakfasts and outs in the park, with the ice cream and everything. She forgot how it looked like to have a mess out of your life, and now, Robin came back as a reminder.

"We need to talk about this, Regina. It wasn't just the talk, like Henry told me. You kissed. That means something." She said in a bit higher tone, getting up from the comfortable sofa. It seemed she couldn't sit in one place when something serious was happening. And this was serious. This was big. For Henry, for her, and for everyone else who were included in this family. It mattered.

"We have nothing to talk about!" She snapped, looking at Emma. Not everything was her life. Not everything was her problem. She wanted to fight her own battles without a blonde who thought was so important to everyone in this world. She was not. Not to her.

"You can't just ignore what happ…"

"You may leave the room and take care of what you say in front of people. I would appreciate if what was said in this room stayed trapped inside of it, at least until I figure out what to do." Regina said, walking to the window, without looking back at Emma. She was the last person she wanted to see anyway, and after revealing something to her that she shouldn't have ever known about, she was her the least favorite person in the town.

"Very well." Emma said, as she followed herself out of the room, closing the door slowly. As much as she wanted to slam the door, she couldn't. Brianna was standing in the doorway of her room, which was in the end of a hallway, so she smiled, walking to the princess and bending down to her knee. "Hey, beautiful. What's up?" she asked, moving Brianna's hair from her face.

"I miss momma." The girl replied, with a spark in her eyes. She hoped maybe Emma could make her get out of the room. She wasn't the same anymore. "She sleeps all day." Or at least that's how she understood it. Her mom not getting out of her bedroom meant that she was sleeping, usually. Or once when she was sick, she didn't want to get out for a couple of days. "Is she sick?" She asked, with the cutest voice possible. Her words were barely understandable, since she was holding her thumb in her mouth the whole time.

Emma forced a sad smile to come out on her lips. Not only that this affected Henry too much, but a two year old child who can barely speak properly. It was all too much for them. For children. She couldn't even imagine how this little girl felt, but it was probably strange for her that her mother wouldn't come out of a room. "No, sweetie, your mom is just fine. Actually, you could go, jump into her bed and try to make her come out of her room. She is just a bit sad." Emma didn't know how much of what she told her she understood, but the girl instantly wrapped her arms around Emma's neck, pulling her into a short hug, running off then to her mother's room.

"Hey, princess." She could hear Regina's voice softening as she saw Brianna on the door. "What's happening?"

"Emma said mommy's sad. Need a hug?" A sweet, young voice broke through the hallway, as Emma slowly approached the door, silent enough for them not to feel her presence.

"She did, huh? Come over here." Regina's whole face changed into a huge smile, as she opened her hands towards the little girl who ran into an embrace. "I love you, darling." She pronounced barely audible. Her eyes watered and she had to hold back the tears so Brianna wouldn't stress for her once she would see them.

"Love you too." Brianna said, as she pulled slowly away and looked into her mother's eyes. "Make us pancakes."

Regina couldn't help but laugh at this. "Sure."