Plotting

Gwen was slightly disgusted at her mother's repetitive questions and doubtful responses. However, she was determined to prove her point

"Mom, I'm not just thinking it but I have a strong feeling that something is going on between those two. If I didn't know better I'd say they were acting like lovers. The handsome devil was behaving all possessively around Amelia as though he owned her and this goes to explain a lot."

"How do you mean?" Regina folded her hand across her chest, irritation etching on her forehead.

"You know how we've been trying to figure out who has been Amelia's backbone since she returned to the city?" Gwen asked.

"Yes."

"You also recall how we all concluded that someone powerful may be protecting her but we can't seem to find out the identity of the person."

"Just cut to the chase and go straight to the point." Regina's face contoured in disgust as she could guess where Gwen was going with this wild theory.