She was there. She was handcuffed to a pipe and huddled on top of a desk in an attempt to stay out of the icy water, but she was there.
“Oh, thank God…” he choked out, rushing forward and taking her face in his icy hands, kissing her with absolutely all that he had. He’d never forgive himself for doubting her. For almost letting her die.
Belle kissed him back with as much vigor as she could muster with her hands unavailable, and she choked out a sob when they broke apart.
“You came for me,” she whispered and his heart clenched. Brushing away her tears, he nodded, kissing her forehead before responding.
“Of course I came,” he rasped, pressing kiss after kiss to her face. “I’ll never leave you again.”
another meme i won’t finish:movies [9 of ∞] → the perks of being a wallflower “I don’t know if I will have the time to write any more letters because I might be too busy trying to participate. So if this does end up being the last letter, I just want you to know that I was in a bad place before I started high school, and you helped me. Even if you didn’t know what I was talking about or know someone who’s gone through it, you made me not feel alone.”