"I thought, for a long time, that changing for Henry was enough, when I needed to change for myself. Because when I did try, it was..." Regina trailed off, taking a deep breath and shifting into the safety of his arms. "It was always as if the entire town was holding its collective breath. Waiting for me to be what they knew. What I would always be." Those had been Emma's words, verbatim on her porch.

"I accepted that. Until someone refused to treat me the way everyone else did," she said with a small smile. "Even in the Enchanted Forest, when I was horrible to you."