[ Could that really be possible? Could other mortals accept her the way he has? Can she have a life outside of that dreary castle and its cruel inhabitants? Can a monster actually have a happily ever after?

Just like the rose has shed its petals, she seems to have shed all the masks and layers she was hiding under, so the real her can shine through. She can finally start being honest with him, and with herself! Slowly, hesitantly, maybe with still one fraction of fear left, she tries to reach for his hand... ]

If... If you really believe everything you've said, I... I've always wanted to... to sing, really sing, for a whole audience, to really be hard at last...