"Rumple!" I yell breaking through the doors. 

I look around. No answer.

"I did it! I freed you!" I yell.

I did it! We can be together! Well... I didn't exactly do it. Emma did and I thanked her grandly. I'll bring her something later. Sweets probably or I can bring her something else. I'll have to see what I can bring her.

"Belle? You, okay?" Emma asks coming in. 

"Oh yeah. I just don't know where he is." I shrug.

"He may be out." Emma says.

"I've looked everywhere for him. It seems sensible he's in his own shop." I point out.

"Maybe he's focusing on something else and can't hear us?" Emma asks.

"Maybe he's in the back." I say.

She looks at my flowers.

"Nice flowers." She smiles.

"Do you think he'll forgive me?" I ask.

"Forgive you? You should forgive him." Emma says.

"Okay... I guess." I shrug.

"Hey, it'll work out." Emma says.

"I hope so." I say.

I start walking to the back. I look around.

"AAAAH!" My eyes widen.

Emma comes running in. I drop the flowers.

"What? What happened? Did you find him?" Emma asks.

I point to the painting.

"What is that?" Emma asks.

"It's him. It's Rumple." I say.

He's positioned the same way Dorian is in his painting. He was the dark one still. He still had the scaled, but the colors were ominous. Dorian said we sealed his fate. I didn't think he meant this literally. Tears stream in my eyes.

You didn't have to do this. Dorian whispers in my ears.

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕰𝖓𝖉