Belle had thought she could deal with the idea of never seeing her father again. But seeing him and having to watch him go back home was more than her heart could bear. Still, she had to get him to leave the castle. Now.<span style="font-style: italic">Before</span>Erik lost his temper. Who knew what could happen in that case?<br/><br/>With one last kiss on her father's hands, she let them go, her eyes watching the man for as long as she could. She followed her father with a sad gaze until he was no longer at her sight. As the door closed, she felt tempted to run after Gerard and ask to go home. Shaking her head at a negative for herself, Belle stayed where she was. It took her a while to find her voice.<br/><br/>Without looking up at Erik - she was afraid of what she might see in his eyes, she spoke quietly. "I'm sorry, Erik. I wasn't thinking." Belle let out a deep sigh before moving away from the rail. "I... I will be in my room. I would like to be alone for a while, if you don't mind."