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“Of course it’s not true love!”
The words echoed around the room, louder than he’d meant them. Louder, he was sure, than he had actually said them. The effect of them reverberated around the flinch of Emma’s face, the stuttered gasp of his mother, the way Emma stepped back as if on instinct drawing her limbs in close, and the way Regina’s face shut down, eyes closed and lips drawn taut.
“Right.” Emma’s voice wobbled. “Because that would be ridiculous, huh? Someone loving me?”
Fic: Memory Cloud, ch 9. Rating: M (changed from Teen) Pairing: Emma/Regina









