Magdalene looked at Belle in worry, she was acting strange. Laughing and then crying, she wondered if belle was fine or the death of Patricia must have taken such a toll on her.
"You know that I'll always be here for you Belle. You can share your hurt with me, so we can hurt together" Magdalene comforted. Belle swallowed hard looking at Magdalene in disbelief, confusion and hate. Why was Magdalene so nice to everyone. Why was it that she didn't have a single flaw to make someone hate her.
"I'm fine" She stubbornly said.
"Sure?" Magdalene asked.
"Yes" She replied.
"You know, I use to think of the old times Belle, do you remember when I'll tell you those bed time horror stories, and tuck you into sleep, and granny would yell at me to go to bed already that it was late. Papa would object and insist that it was sisters bonding. Those were the best times of my life"
"Yes, I remember them too" She replied.