If she could learn to love another, and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, she would be doomed to remain a beast for all time. She fell into despair and lost all hope. For who could ever learn to love a beast?
I can see how you could get dragged into the bad stuff, but I’ve got good friends around me, good family. I think I’ve got my head screwed on.
Happy Birthday H