Belle's POV
The sun was setting as I made my way home from Granny's Diner. I brought back a coffee for Gold, who was working in the shop. He told me he had to do something very important and that he would tell me when I got back.
Well, now I'm back, so its time to find out what he was doing.
I searched through my purse for my keys to open the door. I found them wedged under my wallet. I pulled them out, used them, then put them back.
I opened the door and walked in slowly, expecting something different. But everything still looked the same.
I walked into the back room and said, "Gold?" No answer.
I went into our living space in the even farther back and saw a note on the table. I picked it up.
It read: My dear Belle, do me a favor and go to the broom closet. :)
I had no idea what this was about, but I went anyway.
I opened the closet door, and on the shelf in front of me was another note. It read: Oopsie, I guess you should actually go to bed.
Okay, I had no clue why, but curiosity took over, and on I went.
I turned around walked to wards the bedroom. When I walked in, there was a note on the bed. It said: Never mind. Just turn around.
I turned around and the closet inside the bedroom, which was opened a crack, slowly opened revealing a nicely dressed Gold in a tuxedo.
He smiled and winked, then got down to one knee. I was shocked. I didn't know what to do so I just stood there, waiting for the question.
He said, "Belle, I love you so much, will you marry me?"
I put a huge smile on my face and happily said, "Yes!"
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Mr. and Mrs. Gold
FanfictionBelle French, or soon to be Belle Gold, has her ups and downs to going out with the Dark One. Who wouldn't? But then, a big misunderstanding caused by the one everybody hates, makes Belle realize that she deserves much better. But it's too late, be...