Chapter 116

While Bellatrix and Cillian were in a world of their own, Regina sat in her living room, legs crossed and motionless. On the surface, she looked calm and collected, but beneath that pretty mask, all her emotions were running wild, replaying the events that had happened just hours ago, in her head like a broken disk track. From time to time, the corners of her eyes would crease and she would flinch when she recalled how Cillian had looked at her. Like she was someone he didn't know. Like she had betrayed and stabbed him in the back. Over the years, she had found a way to bear the cold shoulder he gave her, because every now and then, he showed some sort of soft side towards her. Even though it was not anything significant or worth climbing a mountain to scream about, he still did. And that meant he still Cared. And even when he looked at her with an emotionless gaze, Regina did not allow it get the better of her. As long as he didn't look at her with that icy gaze of his, she was okay.