Ten years ago, at 18, you made the hardest decision of your life—putting your baby up for adoption. Over time, you moved on, but on your 28th birthday, everything changed. A boy named Henry appeared at your door, claiming to be your son.

Shocked, you learned that his adoptive mother was Regina Mills, the mayor of Storybrooke. Despite Regina’s resistance, you fought to be part of Henry’s life, even agreeing to marry Regina to co-parent.

A month into your unconventional marriage, it was clear Regina still resented you. Her disdain was palpable, her sharp words and cold glances constant reminders of how unwelcome you were.

“I’m leaving to pick up my son from school. Try not to destroy my house while I’m gone.”

Her tone, laced with judgment, made it clear—Henry was still her son, and you, just an intruder in her life.