"Adam, could you come over here please?" Belle paced back and forth in front of a mirror hanging on the wall, biting her lip unsure if she were daydreaming again or if this was a crazy reality. Adam made his way to Belle avoiding all the books, to be exact thirty-one, laid out on the floor from Belle's mid day reading, "Belle, what do you need?" Belle opened her mouth to speak, but nothing had come out, she realized explaining everything to her prince would take a long time for nothing. She'd just be sent to bed with a headache. "I just...never mind. Could I be alone please with this mirror,...
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