"Gold proposed to you." She repeats more than a tad bit stunned. Alright that explains the outburst over the dagger, but. . .Rumpel is married to Belle. Her head is reeling and she isn't quite sure what to say. In fact she is staring at Emma with a mouth agape until she remembers her manners.
"How can you be married to Gold? I'm his wife. That's why I have this dagger. It was a wedding gift." She sounds a little testy, maybe even slightly jealous, but she keeps most of those emotions out of her voice.
"However I don't think you would lie to me." She reassures even if her heart is starting to race. Belle is, for better or for worse, angry. "And if you think I'm dead I don't know where you're from, but you aren't from the Storybrooke I know. Especially not if you've been married to--" She bites her lip.
No, she doesn't want to imagine that at all. The mere thought of it makes her blood boil in such a childish way.
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"Gold proposed to you." She repeats more than a tad bit stunned. Alright that explains the outburst over the dagger, but. . .Rumpel is married to Belle. Her head is reeling and she isn't quite sure what to say. In fact she is staring at Emma with a mouth agape until she remembers her manners.
"How can you be married to Gold? I'm his wife. That's why I have this dagger. It was a wedding gift." She sounds a little testy, maybe even slightly jealous, but she keeps most of those emotions out of her voice.
"However I don't think you would lie to me." She reassures even if her heart is starting to race. Belle is, for better or for worse, angry. "And if you think I'm dead I don't know where you're from, but you aren't from the Storybrooke I know. Especially not if you've been married to--" She bites her lip.
No, she doesn't want to imagine that at all. The mere thought of it makes her blood boil in such a childish way.