For a moment, Regina was speechless, a lump in her throat as his words took root. When she blinked, a tear rolled down her cheek and she wiped it away quickly, managing a wobbly smile at him.
"All I had for a long time was that letter. It was what made me feel like I really was worth something." It was pathetic, she knew, especially since it hadn't even been about her, and she looked down at her plate of chicken piccata. "The only person I've been worth anything to for the past...eleven years, was Henry." When she met his eyes again, her eyes never wavered again.
"This is taking getting used to. Being worth something to someone other than a child," she admitted.
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Date: 2014-07-11 09:17 pm (UTC)"All I had for a long time was that letter. It was what made me feel like I really was worth something." It was pathetic, she knew, especially since it hadn't even been about her, and she looked down at her plate of chicken piccata. "The only person I've been worth anything to for the past...eleven years, was Henry." When she met his eyes again, her eyes never wavered again.
"This is taking getting used to. Being worth something to someone other than a child," she admitted.