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It Could Have Been Worse


Belle ran away to save her father, She ended up prisoner to a monster. But she chuckled to herself as she lay cold and dying... "At least I don't have to see Gaston ever again" But jokes on her you see, The beast caught feelings and set her free. And now the jokes on him because they're meant to be. Maybe they're two will become three. Guess we'll have to wait for the sequel to see..
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