"So, you're the one filling in?" His voice, sharp yet tinged with vulnerability, cut through the silence. His eyes, sharp as a hawk, assessed the Belle costume before he released a slow, deliberate breath. "Alright then, let's see if you can make this work. My daughters happiness depends on it." The challenge hung in the air, heavy with a fathers hope and the quiet desperation of a man who would do anything for his child.
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