As I approached the hospital, I noticed Regina's mom standing outside the door, her expression serious as she glanced up at me. My heart skipped a beat as I wondered why she was waiting there. Did something happen to Regina?
"Mrs. George, is everything okay?" I asked anxiously as I hurried over to her.
She offered me a tight-lipped smile, her eyes filled with concern. "Y/n, there's something I need to talk to you about," she said, her voice low.
My stomach churned with unease as I braced myself for whatever news she had to share. "What is it? Is Regina okay?" I blurted out, my voice trembling with worry.
"aww hunny" she smiles at me. "Regina is feeling okay don't worry.
Thank goodness," I breathed, my shoulders sagging with relief. "I was so worried."
"I know, sweetheart. It's natural to be concerned, especially with everything that's been happening.
I nodded, grateful for her understanding and support. "Yeah, it's been a lot," I admitted, my voice wavering slightly. "But I'm just glad Regina's okay."Mrs. George gave me a sympathetic smile, her eyes filled with warmth.
"She's a tough cookie, that one," she remarked fondly. "But she's lucky to have well I won't say friends" she teases.
Mrs. George's teasing brought a shy smile to my lips, a flicker of amusement breaking through the lingering worry. "Yeah, I guess she's lucky to have... acquaintances like me," I replied, chuckling softly at the understatement.
Mrs. George chuckled along with me, her laughter lightening the atmosphere. "Oh, I think you're selling yourself short there, dear," she said warmly. "You're much more than just an acquaintance to Regina."
A swell of gratitude welled up inside me at her words, a sense of warmth spreading through my chest. "Thank you, Mrs. George," I said sincerely, meeting her gaze with heartfelt appreciation. "That means a lot to me."
Anyway on too why I asked too speak y/n I need to know if you have the letter with you,"
"I do"
"I want you too read it too Regina, Maybe it'll help her remember?
"I just don't want to freak her out and have her hate me" I frowned
"Hunny not in any universe would Regina hate you." I still was nervous, Regina mom could sense that.
"here look at this" she then told me she presented a video on her phone,
As I watched the video, a surge of emotions washed over me. There, on the screen, was Regina, her voice soft and filled with longing as she murmured my name in her sleep. It was a bittersweet reminder of the connection we shared, a glimpse into the depths of her subconscious mind.
Regina's mom watched my reaction closely, her eyes filled with a mixture of understanding and sympathy. "See, she's been dreaming about you," she said gently, her voice filled with reassurance. "She may not remember you consciously, but somewhere deep down, she knows you're important to her."
Tears welled up in my eyes as I nodded, overcome with a sense of gratitude for this small, unexpected gift. "Thank you," I whispered, my voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you for showing me this."
Mrs. George reached out and squeezed my hand, her touch warm and comforting. "You're welcome, sweetheart," she said softly. "Just remember, my baby needs you now more than ever. Don't give up on her."
With a determined nod, I wiped away my tears and took a deep breath, steeling myself for what lay ahead. Armed with Regina's letter and the knowledge that she still held me in her heart, I entered her hospital room with renewed resolve.
As I entered the room Regina eagerly looked up at me and then too the clock on the wall,
"you are 7 minutes late"
"Seven minutes? I must've broken my personal record," I quipped, grinning at her.
Regina rolled her eyes playfully, a smirk dancing on her lips. "You're lucky I'm not one to hold grudges," she teased back.
I chuckled, feeling a sense of warmth spread between us. "Well, lucky for me then," I replied, my smile widening.
"don't make it a habit, okay?"
I chuckled softly, the sound echoing in the quiet hospital room. "Deal," I said, settling into the chair next to her bed. "So, how's your day been so far, Blondie?"
Regina rolled her eyes at the nickname but couldn't hide the hint of fondness in her expression. "Same old, same old," she replied nonchalantly. "Nurses poking and prodding, doctors asking the same questions over and over again. You know, the usual."
I nodded sympathetically, understanding the monotony of hospital life all too well.
"I erm have something for you" I tell her nervously reaching into my bag and pulling out the letter.
Regina's curiosity piqued as I handed her the letter, her brow furrowing slightly as she scanned the familiar handwriting. "What's this?" she asked, glancing up at me with a mixture of confusion and intrigue.
"It's from you," I replied simply, my heart pounding in my chest as I watched her reaction. "Your mom thought it might help you remember some things."
Regina's eyes widened in surprise as she began to read the letter, her expression shifting with each word she took in. As she reached the end, her gaze flicked up to meet mine, a myriad of emotions swirling in the depths of her eyes.
"Wow," she murmured softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't... I don't remember writing this."
"Just know that whatever happens, I'm here for you. Always."
Regina begins too cry. "And that's what makes this whole thing difficult, don't you get it, I cannot feel fine if I lead you on y/n, because you harbour these feelings for me.
I felt my heart ache in response, the reality of the situation crashing down on me with brutal
Regina's tears flowed freely now, her emotions laid bare for me to see. "I don't want you to wait for me, y/n," she choked out, her voice breaking with the weight of her confession. "I don't know if I'll ever be able to feel the same way about you again."
Tears welled up in my own eyes as I struggled to process Regina's words. "But what if you do?" I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of our ragged breaths. "What if... what if there's still a chance for us?"
Regina shook her head, her gaze downcast as she wiped away her tears. "I don't know, y/n," she admitted, her voice heavy with uncertainty. "And I can't ask you to wait for something that may never happen, not when you want something more.
Regina's shoulders shook with her sobs, her vulnerability laid bare in front of me. "I don't know if I can ever give you what you want," she confessed, her voice thick with emotion. "And I can't bear the thought of you waiting for something that may never come."
Tears streamed down my cheeks as I reached out to wipe away hers. "Then we'll leave it as it is," I said softly
Regina's eyes met mine, filled with anguish and longing. "I can't let you do that," she protested, her voice choked with emotion.
"I CANT LOSE YOU" ----- "not again." I chocked out.
As Regina's arms enveloped me in a tight embrace, I felt a sense of solace wash over me, despite the uncertainty that clouded our future. "We'll figure it out," I echoed, my voice barely above a whisper as tears continued to stream down my cheeks. "Even if it can't go back to the way it was, we'll find a way forward together."
Regina pulled back slightly, her gaze searching mine for reassurance. "Promise?" she asked, her voice wavering with hope and fear.
I nodded, my heart aching with love for her. "I promise," I vowed, my voice steady with determination. "No matter what happens, I'll always be by your side."
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Thank you all so much for reading, If there is anything you would like me too incorporate into the story let me know.
-any suggestions on what nickname Regina should give y/n
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