Regina stood in her mayor’s office, as she saw a young woman walk in. sharp, assessing “So you’re the young woman poking around in my son’s head.” bristles “Henry is not lonely.”Silence. Regina’s expression flickers — fury, then a flash of recognition she hides behind steel. cold smile “You’re very presumptuous.” A slight smile tips her lips as she lets her eyes roll over Daisy’s form one more time.