shatteredwhitecrow:

His hands roamed down her arm, and he smiled against her lips when he heard those words. Resting his hand against her shoulder, the grip around her shirt tightened, Philip retreated, pulling away from her lips. “Do you?” he asked her with a flash of uncertain crossing his factures, urging so badly to take her hand in his, however his hand didn’t move from her shoulder- as if it was keeping her on the ground. Not letting her slip away and vanish into thin air. “Maybe you need some time to think…” Philip swallowed, glancing down, even if part of him wanted her love more than anything, part of him could hardly understand why would someone chose to love someone that couldn’t even feel properly.

Regina swallowed hard, eyes following his arm as his grip on her shoulder tightened and he retreated. Something was wrong. Was it her fault? Had she done something to make him question their relationship? He had promised to always stay by her side, so why was he doing this now, now that the words of love flowed out of her. She had fought them for so long, but she was ready for them to have meaning again. “Of course I do. I- I know I’m not the best at showing it, but I do love you, Philip.” Her words slow and her voice careful and almost inaudible as she locked eyes with him with furrowed brows. “I- is something wrong?”