Rachel's smile grew as the reality that they were finally free from Minnie was right in her palms. For over two decades she sat in this home like a little child having to listen to someone who was not even her mother.
From the very beginning, she had told Nathaniel to snap out of his fears and take control to run the house. He was late but at least it was finally happening.
With teary eyes, Nathaniel peered down at the sight of his mother murmuring incoherent words as blood dripped from her head. One more blow might be enough to end her forever but he did not have that much courage to end her. If he passed the wood to his wife, she would certainly end his mother. However, he was not going to allow that.
"Mother, I don't know if you can hear me but I will give you the same fate you wanted to give Regina. I will let you sit in a cell and think over all the things you have done to this family-"