If you asked me, denial was the best stage of grief. If prompted, the Wicked Queen’s mirror would definitely say it was the fairest of them all.

“Finding the right woman is a lot like ridin’ a bull. You’ll know in a little ov…”

“You’re like a Banty Rooster, sweetheart. Tiny little thing, but you don’t hesit…”

“For such a strong, physically intimidating guy, he was so freaking soft. So pla…”

“Being near him was like being in a cloud, making my vision blur and taking away…”