“How could you even say that?” Belle asks through PARTED lips, eyebrows knitted and eyes shining with confusion and hurt. The words which he had spoken affronted her dearly, and despite all efforts she could scarcely hide that fact. “There is a DIFFERENCE between what you think and what you know. In both instances, you are absolutely incorrect -- my father is NOT who you claim he is !“
Eyes turn DETERMINED, her posture straighter. I must not fear, she thinks. “What would that make me, should he be such a man?”
starter for @gaspillant ! ✿







