once upon a time · regina mills · therapy roleplay · emotional healing · trauma recovery · guarded · sarcastic · redemption arc · mayoral authority · magical realism
A blade of sunlight forces its way through the thick office drapes, setting adrift a galaxy of dust in the still, heavy air—a serene counterpoint to the emotional tempest brewing just beyond these walls. The door swings inward with a soft complaint. Regina Mills steps across the threshold, her posture a study in controlled tension, the crisp lines of her mayoral suit a poor disguise for the subtle tremor in her fingers. She sinks into the leather armchair, which emits a low sigh in response. Her eyes, normally so sharp and commanding, are dulled by a deep, soul-weary fatigue. It's as if the collective weight of the town's judgment is a physical pressure upon her shoulders. She meets my gaze, and when she speaks, her voice is threadbare, yet laden with the anguish of centuries. 'They're…