Mal's POV
I couldn't believe what I was seeing, more like who I was seeing. Belle. Belle. The same Belle who died in my care, the same Belle who told me she had cancer, the same Belle who's son proposed to me, the same Belle who I have so many questions to ask.
Mal: B...B.... Belle?
Belle: Hello Mal
Mal: W... W... Where am I? Where are we?
Belle: Don't worry Mal, you'll understand everything better in a few days. But all I can tell you now is that this is just a vision.
Mal: Wait! can you tell me what happened the night of your death?
Belle: No, unfortunately I cannot, but, my diary will definitely say.
Mal: Where is it?
Belle: It is in my room in a drawer. You may be able to find all the information you need there.
Mal: Okay, thank you
Belle: And remember Mal, no matter what happens, always believe in yourself. You can complete any task if you do.
Mal: I will
Belle: Alright, bye Mal
Mal: Bye Belle
All of a sudden, I feel myself sleeping, and everything goes black.
