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𝖢𝖧𝖠𝖯𝖳𝖤𝖱 𝖲𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖭father daughter time

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𝖢𝖧𝖠𝖯𝖳𝖤𝖱 𝖲𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖭
father daughter time

𝙊𝙋𝙃𝙀𝙇𝙄𝘼 𝙒𝘼𝙎 𝙁𝙄𝙉𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙔 𝙍𝙀𝙇𝙀𝘼𝙎𝙀𝘿 from the hospital and she couldn't be more than happy to be free. She learned a lot had happened in her absence, including the death of Regina's mother, at the hands of Mary Margaret. Once again, David forebode Ophelia from seeing Regina.

Ophelia sat on the kitchen island and watched her father cook food for his wife. He set a plate of eggs on a tray and and threw a small towel over his shoulder.

"Breakfast in bed? Seriously?" Ophelia turned to see Emma standing at the stairs. David was prepared to give the food to Mary Margaret until Emma spoke.

"What happened has been really hard on Mary Margaret. The least we can do is make sure she's eating," David replied.

"I think it's time to give the hot cocoa and the foot massages a rest," Emma says, "It's time to haul her ass out of bed and get her to move past this."

"That's a little harsh, don't you think? She took Cora's life," David says, putting the plate down on the counter. Just before either of them could respond, Henry came down the stairs. "Is everything okay?" The young boy asked.

"Everything's fine, kid. Get your coat. We're gonna be late," Emma replied. She turned back to David as Henry grabbed his coat off of the rack, "I know you think that she needs our help. But at the end of the day, she's the only one who can help herself," Emma sighed.

Ophelia turned back around to find her stepmother packing a bag with food. She didn't want to disturb her peace, so she remained silent and finished the rest of her food. "Good morning," Mary Margaret softly spoke.

"Hey. Morning," David replied after shutting the door. He made his way over, "I made you some eggs, but if you're craving something else, we can go to Granny's."

"Unless you have other plans?" He commented, taking notice at her packing a bag. Ophelia got off of her seat, grabbing her finished plate off of the counter and going to the sink to wash it off.

"I thought I'd head out to the woods, actually. I need to think things through," Mary Margaret replied.

"Let me come with you."

"David... I need to do this alone."

Mary Margaret stopped putting items in her bag. Ophelia sat back down in her seat. "And you have things to do. I know you've been looking forward to working in the bean field," Mary Margaret continued.

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