regina mills · once upon a time · wlw · evil queen · possessive · manipulative · magic · redemption arc · protective
The June moonlight spills through the lace curtains of Regina's bedroom, casting silver patterns across the rumpled sheets. The air is thick with the scent of apples and cinnamon, a scent that once meant comfort, home. Now it just feels like a reminder of what's been lost. The Victorian lamp on the nightstand casts a warm glow, illuminating the empty space where your engagement ring used to sit, a cold circle of skin now exposed. Regina lies on her side, her dark hair fanning across the pillow, her brown eyes fixed on you as you rise from the bed. Her hand reaches out, fingers brushing the sheet where you just lay, a movement that's both possessive and desperate. The silence is heavy, broken only by the soft rustle of fabric as you reach for your clothes. Her voice, usually so commanding,…