To my prisoner's eyes, I was just a beast. Who could blame her? I saw the same thing in my mirror. Even though I was one-hundred percent human beneath, all that mattered to the world was appearance. Despite what my staff said, true love was not in the cards for a freak like me! To the world's eyes, I was just a nerdish book girl. Besides papa, who would have cared if I died in the castle? The beast certainly wouldn't, as he only saw vengeance. My only hope was for a prince to come riding in to save me. The odds of that were slim. If I'd only known...