Belle could feel heart full when Lucas came to her with the pair of shoes in his hands. She had been sitting on the small tool-like chair in the shoe shop, waiting to find the right pair and Lucas had taken it upon himself to find and help her in the shoes without the assistance of the owner or any helper.

She could see from the corner of her eyes were the girls who were acting as the assistant gave looks to each other while staring at both Belle and Lucas. Her dreams were not only coming true, but the reality she was feeling and living in right now was much better than her dreamful imagination.

Lucas was the dream she had been chasing all this time, and the smile on her face said everything when Lucas sat down to slip in the shoe on one of her feet and into the next one.

"What do you think?" he asked her.

"They look lovely," she replied to his question, and Lucas noticed how her reply had been almost the same where she continued to look at him starstruck. He then moved his hand around her ankle, holding it firmly that brought Belle back from her dazed expression.

"Do you really like it?" asked Lucas, his black eyes peering up at her.

With his hand holding her ankle where she wore no stocking to cover her legs, his hand contacted directly on her skin reminding her of the time they had spent back in the inn, "Anything you pick I will love it."

Lucas smiled at her, moving forward, he asked her, "Anything?" and Belle nodded her head.

"Anything."

"Hopeless little Belle," he shook his head, and his words weren't mean, but they sounded sweet to her ears.

Belle only grinned at his words and the two helpers in the shop couldn't stop but smile at the couple who looked so much in love with each other. Somewhere they also felt envious that the man was taking such good care of the girl. It was very rare to find a man sitting down on his knees and helping the woman he was courting by making her wear the shoes by his own hands.

Lucas was not only polite and gentle with his words towards Belle, but he was caring enough to ask her what she liked and what she didn't. The man was handsome with his hair ruffled because of the wind. Right now he didn't wear the butler uniform but clothes like any other gentleman with a red muffler around his neck.

"What about you?" asked Belle, her eyes taking in his dishevelled hair which she wanted to run her hands to feel the thick locks of hair, "You didn't buy anything for yourself. Let's buy some clothes for you. I don't want you to be forever working as a butler in the mansion."

"Worried that other women are going to knock on the door?" Lucas teased and Belle nodded her head as if agreeing to his words.

"I will keep them at bay this time. Will make sure to scare them good," Belle grinned, and Lucas let go of her ankle to pull out the shoe that he had made her to wear.

"I would have never thought that you would be speaking about scaring people. Thinking about protecting me," Lucas leaned forward and kissed her forehead and the helpers quickly turned away to give the needed privacy to the couple, "Where do you want to go next?" he asked her when they asked the shop people to pack the shoes that were picked.

"There's a jewel shop. Can we take a look at it later?"

"Of course," he answered. Taking the bag and whispering thank you to the shop owner and the helpers in there, both Belle and Lucas left to walk to the next possible store that would attract them.

"Let me hold some of them," Belle went to take the bags from him, but Lucas didn't give her and shifted the bags to his other hand.

"You can hold my hand," Lucas said, slipping his hand into hers and Belle's cheeks turned warm as they continued to walk down the streets.

Belle noticed how Lucas received many looks from the women but when it was men, it was slightly worrying to her as she had kept her eyes wide open to make sure none of them were death reapers.

Lucas squeezed her hands when he noticed her expression, "Nobody is going to catch me."

"I know," she replied, "But I cannot help but worry."

"What else was there in that diary of yours?" asked Lucas that had Belle give him a confused look.

"What?"

Lucas didn't look at her, but he was looking ahead, "You had a little diary two years ago. It spoke about things you wanted to fulfil and do with your loved one."

Belle's face lit up in a fire, "W-what? When did you see that?" it was a diary she had written that held her thoughts. She spoke about the most important parts of her life, and she had made a list of what she would do once she would find the man to love. She thought she had thrown it, how did Lucas find it? "You were not supposed to read it."

"You had left it open and fell asleep on it," answered Lucas, "I wondered what put you to sleep."

"I saw Pauline and Simone have a list and thought I would do it too," at that time, she had felt that was what she was supposed to do. Live a normal life and involve herself in the world than be pushed to the dark world.

But who knew that her world was not where everyone lived, but it was someplace dark.

"I wanted to make a list like them. But I could barely go past four things," said Belle to Lucas. The list had gone something like this-

One. To fall in love and cherish the person.

Two. To spend time and make most of the time by going shopping, or going to the theatre, doing something fun.

Three. To cook something for the person.

Four. To be with the person forever and to never let go.

Five. To build a family with each other.

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