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“Philip, please. Okay. You’re not my pet,” she sobbed, her vision blurring as the tears streamed and she shook her head. How could he not remember her? After everything they had been through and after everything her mother had done to him, he had had still loved her. So, what had changed? “Philip. It’s me Regina. You love- Who did this to you?” she swallowed, trying to collect herself. 

“No I’m not, what… Why are you crying?” At this point he wasn’t annoyed; he was starting to get confused and nervous; why the hell was she crying? He had never seen this woman before why did she looked so upset that he didn’t know who she was? “Regina?” That name; it was almost physical pain into say it; but he didn’t knew why, and when he start to think about it; his head seemed want to explode. “Who did what? I’m fine! Why does everyone keep acting like if I had a damn disease!” He snapped; but it wasn’t her- It was his chest; every time he thought about that name something seemed to be pulling the strings of his heart; and he was trying to hard to act like if there was no pain. His hand rested over his chest while he leaned his hand against his knee trying to catch his breath. “I’m sorry… But whoever it is you’re looking for it’s not me.”

Regina bit the inside of her cheek as she tried to stop the tears. This had to be magic. Nothing else would have done this to her Philip. But, something had to jog his memory…right? So, she swallowed hard and wiped away some of the tears and leaned in and kissed him. 

“What about now?”