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In the days that followed, Emma didn't return to the library. She decided to focus herself in work and avoiding Graham.

After that night she broke up with him and since then the mood between them was cold.

She had learned how to delude her own mind and avoid thinking of Regina, it wasn't just the fact that Regina didn't want her that was bothering Emma.

What really was driving her crazy was that she wasn't capable of accept what she was feeling, she had never, ever, loved a woman, and the thought of it was just to scary for her.

But even worst then that was being in love at all, in Emma's life love was always a one night thing, nothing more and she was fine that way.

How could she be in love with Regina, it wasn't possible but there was something inside her that told her that it was the most real thing she had ever felt.

She decided to call to the only person she could call a friend.

"Hey Belle, I need to talk" her voice was so weak from the sobbing, she was on her apartment for a few hours and after punching the wall for more than twenty minutes she was exhausted and was kneeling on the floor. "Please".

It only took Belle ten minutes to arrive at Emma's apartment and she was shocked founding Emma on the floor crying. Emma was always so strong, so distant from everything and everyone. Belle was truly the only person who was close enough to Emma to call her a friend.

She knelt beside Emma and hugged her tight "What happened Emma?" she said with a lovely voice.

"I'm an idiot Belle, and I don't know what to do"

"You can start by telling me what happened..".

Emma sighed "I've kissed a married woman" she said covering her face with her hands.

Belle was shocked "You what?".

Emma explained the situation the best she could and in the end Belle just hold her closer.

"I'm sorry honey"

Emma was so tired "What's wrong with me Belle?"

Belle shook her head and smiled sadly "There is nothing wrong with you Emma, nothing. You just have feelings for the wrong person."

"What can I do?"

Belle looked at her "Does she feel the same about you?"

Emma answered without any hesitation "No"

"Then you need to forget, it takes time but is the only way"

Emma's eyes were full of tears and Belle wiped them away "You're going to be ok"

Regina was laying on the bed. 5 days had gone by since the library episode and she was still feeling dizzy about it.

When Emma's lips touched hers she felt something so different from everything she had ever felt before, a warm and strong feeling that made her lose her mind for a few seconds but she was a married woman, a happy married woman.

She looked to the other side of the bed and she saw Robin there, laying beside her sleeping peacefully. They were both very young when they first saw each other and they were both very young when they get married. But not even once she had doubt about her feelings for Robin and about Robin's feelings towards her.

She knew Robin loved her with all his heart and she knew that that was all she could ask for or dream for but Emma's fast kiss was torturing her, making her doubt about everything.

No, who was she kidding, it wasn't just Emma's kiss, it was Emma's smile talking about her book, it was Emma's hand on her own, it was Emma.

She knew she was right to turn around and walk away from her, it was the right thing to do, but it felt so wrong.

Emma never appeared in the library again since that day and several times Regina found herself looking back to the library's door hopping to see Emma walking in. and at the same time, fearing that she would.

Regina was still stuck on her writing, it seemed like something had stopped inside her.

Emma's touch still burned her hand and lips.

This couldn't be happening to her, she had a perfect life so why was she feeling so empty in that moment even tough she had Robin by her side.

She got up and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, when she was returning her room, she stopped at her sons door and went in without making any noise.

Henry was eleven years old and Roland was only five. She stayed at the door staring at them.

They were the best thing in her life, the most powerful love she had ever felt. Being a mother was her most beautiful achievement and she was so proud of them and so thankful to Robin for everything they had achieved together.

She knew she could never betray him no matter how strong she felt for the blonde.