A sigh escaped Henry's lips. "Look," he said, gripping onto her hands even harder, looking at her like he actually needed her, "I get that it's hard for you to believe in a happy ending right now, so I'm not gonna ask you to, but... can you believe...
❝ Hearts will never be practical until they are made unbreakable. ❞
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MAXCOLLINS didn't know a lot of things. She didn't know her parents' names, nor who they were or why they left her at the orphanage. She didn't know why it seemed like time didn't move in her town or why no one could remember a life outside of it. She didn't know why she had strange dreams at night that seemed more like memories to her. She wasn't even really sure who she was sometimes. But she knew one thing. HENRYMILLS was the best thing that had ever happened to her – and she believed in him.
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MAXIE COLLINS
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Iwant to push him away. I want to shove and kick and run in the opposite direction. The thought of closeness and vulnerability is nauseating. A constant and violent monologue of reasons why I mustn't let him close. And yet, ever so gently, he will call. He will always call. He will force his presence upon me in the only way he knows how: with love.
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"I wish you wouldn't look at me like that." "Like what?" "I don't know," she hesitated. "Like you could love me."
— Sue Zhao
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I've aged up Henry for this story. He's just two years older. So he's 12 in season 1 and 16 in season 6.
WARNING: This story includes heavy themes of PTSD and psychological abuse. Reader discretion is advised.
I do not own Once Upon A Time (obviously). I only own my own characters and their stories.
