#:emma

[lady-montague]

[ask-abigail]

Why do you think Emma and Regina fight so much? That can't be good for Henry.

It can’t be at all. Poor Henry. He ran away to seek his birth mother and brought her to town. I can’t imagine that being a great feeling at all for Regina and Emma wanting to get to know her child while being discouraged to do so. I’m sure she stayed in town for him. I also understand some people just simply don’t get along. I wish they would come to a compromise somehow but my friend Regina is as headstrong as they get. 

[askthewhitequeen]

Team Emma or Team Regina?

I’m team anyone that leaves a good tip. I haven’t seen either of them in the Rabbit Hole so it’s hard to decide based on that. From what I know so far, I’ll go for Team Emma since she seems to be making things interesting around here and to stand up to Madam Mayor like that? Damn! I need more popcorn for what might be happening next!

[askthewhitequeen]

Have you had a run in with the new deputy yet?

I can’t say I have. And I hope I don’t have a reason to anytime soon!

[hgallan-ceo]

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Happy Valentines Day to beautiful wife. You are a sensational mother and Grey and I are lucky to have you. You’re the light of our lives and we’d be lost without you. I Love you unconditionally, today and everyday. - H @e-mma-gallan

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[hgallan-ceo]

Glowing Gallans

Married life felt good on Hunter. It looked even better. His clean shaven jaw line had grown some scruff following the months after the wedding, and being his main priority was on his wife and soon to be family, he looked matured and rugged but glowing with something, love? Their honeymoon took them across the globe, traveling to Paris, Rome, Madrid making their final stop in a small English Town on the coast of the United Kingdom. He lived to see his wife smile, her giggle as he handed her another plane ticket as one locations stay was nearing its end. One hand always finding its way interlocked with hers, and the the other gliding across her growing belly. As they settled back into life in Seattle Hunter continued with business, now the day was only double digits before he met his future son or daughter. Emma had been adamant on doing the nursery herself and keeping it a surprise as well as the gender until she had everything perfect. Sliding into his parking space, Hunter took the key out of his black S-Class Coupe. Next to his car was Emma’ new silver E-Class, something he was adamant on being the safety of his worlds were going to be traveling in it. Riding in the elevator up to their home Hunter smelt a warm aroma sweep him and his empty stomach into a whirl wind. Walking quietly into the kitchen he snuck up behind his beautiful 8 1/2 month pregnant wife and kissed along her exposed neck. “What’s for dinner Mrs.Gallan?” he hummed into her ear. Wrapping his arms around her waist and trailing them up to rest on her large belly. 

[hgallan-ceo]

“I do” || Hemma

Clearing his throat hunter reached into the tailored pant leg pocket and withdrew a folded slice of paper. Looking up at his beatiful bride, she was all he saw, all he needed. This was happening. With a deep breath Hunter began his vows. Emma, When I met you, I was a broken man. I lost somebody I loved very much.And that killed me. I was living a life that had no substance. I was closed off, set in my lifestyle and knew that I was incapable of ever being loved or loving anyone. From the moment i met you, you betwitched me. You drove me to distraction and your wittyness was something I was drawn too. You challenged my ways and wedged yourself into my heart and when you walked into my life you set it a balze and it continued to be so ever since.When I was younger my mother taught me to dance, secretly she taught me in our living room late at night when my siblings were asleep and there was no one awake to poke fun or joke that i clearly has two left feet. We never danced to anything new, all classics. Her love for the music leaked into me and I became intranced in the sound. I took piano lessons and my mother was always sitting in the front row, her eyes closed just hearing the music. She told me when she met my father it was like hearing the most wonderful ballad created. All that I ever wanted was to just hear music, and when I met you, I heard you. And, Emma you're the most beautiful thing I've ever heard. You are just so full of grace, and I promise before God and these beautiful people that I will love you fiercely and sweetly.I found everything that I’d ever been looking for my whole life in you.  You’re incredibly intelligent, and strong, brave and loving, witty and kind..And now — here we are — with our future before us, and I only want to spend it with you. You are my light. And it doesn't matter what happens in this life as long as you're with me. When I look at you, I know that there's a God. I was never a religious man but when I look at you I know there has to be something greater. There has to be God who loved me so much that he took the time to create you just for me. I love you . . . past my mind . . . beyond my heart . . . I love you for my soul, as dark and twisted as it may be sometimes. You bring light and love into my life, you made me realize I was capable of  being loved and loving someone so much like I do you. No words can describe you or what you mean to me. You are the greatest thing to ever happen to me. You are the my light, my greatest love, my bestest friend.. my soulmate. I promise to cherish you and protect you, support you, and  provide for you, listen and love you.. for as long as I live. In sickness or in health.You, Emma Madison Bell, are the person I was meant to spend the rest of my life with.I look forward to sharing this great life with you. Forever.