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Adam slammed the book shut in the library out of anger. The book he was reading called Nuptial Law wasn't helping and he didn't know how to break the divorce.

I suppose we'll have to get married again after she gave birth to our child.

He had to find a way to get the cell open. He couldn't make Belle stay in there for two more months. She was only seven months pregnant. Sure...she was safe in there. Well fed, warm, had books to read. But he should be able to get to hold his wife while she goes through her pregnancy and comfort her.

She's not your wife anymore.

"To hell with that!" He screamed out loud.

"Master?" Lumiere and Cogsworth slowly made their way into the library.

"What?" He said a little harshly and they flinched. He relaxed a little. "Sorry..."

"We understand master...with everything you're going through." Lumiere spoke first. "We just wanted to inform you that Maurice has stayed outside and isn't giving up. It's awfully cold out there." Cogsworth added.

"Well, get him inside right away. Despite what my father wishes. Just don't draw attention to yourselves and get a room for him." Adam put the book back where it belonged on the shelf. "I'll go with him to see Belle when he's ready."

They nodded and left.

Adam sat down in the chair and yawned. He stared at the fire and started to doze off.

Twelve year old Adam was looking at the scar on his leg from where his father had stabbed him. Abused since his mother had died.

Before his mother's death it was verbal abuse, but now that she's gone his father openly injured him physically. Even in front of the staff.

All the staff wanted to do was help him but Adam never noticed. He was slowly starting to become his father with no good role model like his mother to guide him in the right path.

Becoming the Beast was his fate. Belle was his miracle.

"Sit up straight."

Adam quickly changed his posture as he ate his soup, his father sitting at the other end of the table.

"You'll never become a good King if you can't even do something as simple as sitting up straight!" He father boomed.

Adam dropped his spoon on the table with a clatter. His hand was shaking.

"No dinner for you tonight. Go to your room." Adam stood from the table and walked by his father, who tripped him on the way out. "You'll never be good enough."

I'll never be good enough.

Adam shook his head and wiped his eyes. "That bastard." He muttered.

"Sir?"

He turned his head and saw Maurice standing in the doorway. "Ready?"

Maurice nodded.

They made their way to the cell tower.

"How was your art convention? Belle has said how much she missed you." Adam tried to make friendly talk with the man.

Adam still felt so guilty of how he treated Maurice when he kept him as prisoner and then Belle took his place. No matter how much Maurice had said he forgave him.

"It was fine. Thank you. I've missed her too. If only this hasn't forestalled me from coming inside, I could've seen her sooner."

On their walk there Adam updated Maurice on everything that was happening.

"Divorced?" Maurice held Belle's hand through the bars as they spoke.

Adam nodded while closing his eyes.

Belle sat quietly because she was exhausted.

They had been talking for hours and clearly Belle wanted to get some sleep.

"Belle you should get some rest. So should we." Maurice stood and kissed his daughter's hand.

She nodded slowly and yawned. "Okay..." She laid down in bed and was asleep instantly. Adam smiled sadly at her and then the men made their way back down the tower steps.

Maurice bid him goodnight and Adam went back into the library.

How can I go to sleep? I can't face Belle without a solution.

He was about to pick up another book on legal matters for help when a voice was heard behind him.

"I have a solution."

He turned around and was looking at the enchantress he hasn't seen in over a decade. When he was cursed.