[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- want to be my friend. I probably sound like an idiot, as usual, but I couldn't keep this inside any longer. I can't --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- ignore it." The Sheriff's heart was racing in her chest, as she looked everywhere but at the brunette. Already, she --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- felt relieved, as if I huge weight had been lifted off of her chest. Despite what Regina thought of her, at least --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- the blonde finally got a chance to tell her.

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] An understanding smile present on the blonde's delicate features, she nodded. "Sometimes it helps if someone asks if --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] The Sheriff could tell. She could tell that all of what she had just told Regina had caused an uproar of emotions within --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- the mayor. But as of right now, the blonde could identify them all as good ones. Hearing the brunette's request, a sad --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- smile adorned the other woman's face for just a moment. The saddest part of this all was that the Queen thought that --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- all of this was some kind of sick joke, that no one could ever love her. And when she admitted to loving the blonde, --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- Emma's heart began to race. The woman in front of her had no idea how beautiful, how amazing, that she really was. --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- Taking the mayor's hands in her own, green eyes meeting brown, the Saviour took a deep breath, allowing what was --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- happening to truly sink in. "Regina, I love you. I love your snarky, sarcastic comments, I love when you call me an --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- idiot, and I love the way your whole face lights up when we talk about Henry. This isn't a joke, this isn't meant to --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- scare you, trick you, or hurt you. When I see you, I don't see the Evil Queen, I see a beautiful woman that would do --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- anything to protect what she loves, like you do with Henry. You've been hurt so many times, but you're still here. --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- You're beyond strong. The sad part is, you have no idea how amazing you really are, Regina." A bright smile curving --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- her lips, green eyes never left brown. Feeling something within herself as well, Emma wasn't exactly sure what it was. --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- She had never felt something like this before, but it felt powerful, and somehow, it felt /good/. "Let me love you. --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- You deserve happiness." The Saviour's own heart continued to race, but in a way, knowing how Regina felt calmed her. --

[ℜℯℊɨηɑ ℳiℓℓᵴ.] -- The blonde was determined to give the mayor nothing but happiness.