" For a few moments, he watched her, then stood and walked to her chair. He captured the lock of hair she inhaled with her breathing and tucked it behind her ear. He froze in the middle of the motion, staring at his hand as if it had betrayed him. “No,” he said firmly. “It’s too late. It can’t be broken. "

― K.M. Shea , Beauty and the Beast (Timeless Fairy Tales, #1)