Disclaimer: Now honestly, why on Earth would anyone try to get people to believe that they had come up with anything DISNEY created? No one would believe them. Why bother?!
She wished there was somebody to hold her. Somebody to tell her everything was going to be alright. Somebody whose shirtfront she could soak with her tears. Somebody she could cling to. Somebody to hold her up, to give her strength. But she was all alone. She had no one to comfort her except talking pieces of furniture, which hardly had strong arms to hold her until her tears vanished.
There was the Beast though. Of course he was hardly the type of strong arms she was craving the touch of. She had refrained from touching him--from letting him touch her--since the night of the wolf attack. She hadn't wanted to touch him even then. He had terrified her. Even as she had walked toward his limp form, a dark lump in the pure snow, every bit of sense, of logic, she possessed was telling her to flee while she had the chance. But she hadn't. Seeing such a strong, huge body just...Lying there, so completely helpless, had broken her heart. So she helped him. Going against all sense of logic, she had helped him. And now she was going to be here forever.
A tear traced its way down her cheek. Forever. It was such a strong word. So...Binding. She couldn't bare it. The castle, with all it's thousands of rooms, was pressing in on her. There was so much room, so much space. So much everything. Everything except people. how she longed for human contact. She would give anything to go back to the village, to be with her Papa. She missed him so. Never to see him again....
She buried her face in her hands and sobbed.