Leah's POV
I looked at my now crying daughter. I walked shakily over to her and wrapped my arms around her. "Aurora, honey, I don't agree with forcing you into this marriage with Phillip," I began.
"Mom, I can't go through the wedding. I just can't," she sobbed.
I rubbed her back and said, "I was once in the same position you are."
She pulled back and stared up at me. "Really, Mom?" she asked.
I nodded and said, "When I first found about my engagement to your father—it was an arranged marriage much like yours, I hated it, but I have grown to love your father."
"What makes you think my feelings about Maleficent are going to change?" Aurora demanded
I shrugged and I hugged her again.
"Itisntfair," she mumbled.
I stroked her hair and said, "I know. But would you be happy living with Maleficent at the Forbidden Mountain and not being with me or your father?"
She stared at me and said, "For years, I thought you and Dad were dead—that's what Flora and Fauna and Merryweather all told me—so, the idea of you, being alive, scares me and we have a long way to go in building any relationship."
I smiled and said, "You're right, Aurora."
Aurora smiled again and I said, "There's that beautiful smile."
Aurora sat up and asked, "Mom, can I talk to Dad—alone?" I nodded and she skipped over to the door to call him back to the room.