"He has been my calm after the storm." Regina cried, looking at him. He looked back at her with eyes pleading. "What about me then?" He searched her eyes for answers. "You are the storm! Turbulent and unpredictable!" She was exasperated. He stood there silently, looking defeated. "I want all of you or nothing at all." His voice was a mere whisper but it echoed. And he walked away... She wanted to say something before he gives up completely but she just couldn’t get herself to.