I would like to say sorry for writing, but I had such a serious case of writer's block that my mom almost took me to the doctor ;)
Belle sighed. She began to rearrange her books, thinking about Captain Phoebus. Her father had come home pagina and, unfortunately, Phoebus left after his discussion with Judge Frollo was over. As Belle was cleaning up and doing her daily chores she looked at the ground and saw a small, gold, picture that was lying face down on the wooden surface. She gingerly lifted up the small object and saw a worn picture of a girl with reddish-bronze hair. She gasped and dropped the...
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