A/N: Different style this chapter hopefully ramps up the feels.
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Emma did the same thing she always does… she ran.
Time slowed to pulses.
Regina tried to lunge for Emma's retreating hand, but it slipped through her finger tips.
Pulse.
Her screamed 'wait' echoing off of the walls.
Pulse.
Regina forgot her weakened state and pushed free of the covers in an effort to follow the blond.
She fell, to her hands and knees, while knocking over a tray.
Pulse.
Sit. Breath. Hand to chest.
Pulse.
…..
Monitor beeps fade in.
She plunges her hand into her chest
Rips out her heart.
A squeeze, a gasp. Another pulse.
Anger starts.
Pulse.