A faint, croaky voice sounded from beneath the deck and, with trepidation, Belle slowly pulled up the hatch. She gasped when she saw a young boy sitting in the dark below.
“Are-are you here to rescue me?” the boy asked, his voice weak but hopeful.
Belle stared at him, bewildered. “Are you okay?” she asked.
A small smile curved his lips. “I am now.”
so much love