Mr Gold smiled, his heart lifting as he saw her, she was just as perfect as he had always imagined she would be. He watched her face and smiled, moving back to her. "Belle, you're perfect." He told her, cupping her face.
There were only two people in the world who could bring out any form of gentleness in him and he was determined that was what his beloved Belle was going to experience from him.
He ran his hands over her beautiful smooth skin, the smile still on his face. In this moment there was no darkness in him, just happiness. For the first time in far too long, he was content.