Regina, bundled up in a nice pea coat, black gloves, and a deep red scarf, makes her way to Archie's office with a quick stride. It's freezing out, but winters in Maine were brutal, so it isn't anything she's not used to. Still, she's not slow about it, even as her mind works a mile a minute, trying to understand why Archie's tombstone arrived in the village, and how he's alive now. Had he not gone through it yet?
Was it simply like Daniel in that he's come back after? Is that what he wants to tell her?
And somewhere, deep down, she's terrified that he's going to tell her that it was her. That she'd killed him. That she would never, ever change.
Opening the door, maybe a little too forcefully because of the wind, Regina calls out, looking around. "Doctor Hopper?"
Was it simply like Daniel in that he's come back after? Is that what he wants to tell her?
And somewhere, deep down, she's terrified that he's going to tell her that it was her. That she'd killed him. That she would never, ever change.
Opening the door, maybe a little too forcefully because of the wind, Regina calls out, looking around. "Doctor Hopper?"
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