- Chapter 9 -

All the dwarfs had left by now, the sun finally rising again. Grumpy was still there. Staring at that coffin with so much regret. Guilt. He should have stayed home. Why hadn't she listened? He walked over and stared at her face one last time before going to close the top. Then, one of the bunny’s went to lay on her chest again. 

“You can’t lay here, can’t you see? She’s dead!” 

Snow White gasped for air, coughing forcefully. Grumpy helped her sit up before quickly trying to get whatever was stuck in her throat out. Finally, the apple bite fell to the ground. The snow started to fall, causing Snow White to shiver. Grumpy had tears running down his face.

“H- How is this possible? Y- You died and then you came back to life and-”

“I died?”

“Yes..do you remember? Who did this to you?”

“I don’t know, an old woman came to the door selling apples, I didn’t see any harm in it.”

Grumpy held Snow White tightly in a warm embrace, she hugged back, clearly confused. They walked back to the cabin where the others stared in disbelief at the sight of Snow White alive. The dwarfs ran to her, never wanting to let her go again. All the while, the queen had run off again to ask her question, that she just needed to know the answer to. It had been 4 days since she had had her little visit to the cabin, and she was feeling great.

“Mirror, Mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?”

This time, the mirror gave her the one answer she had dreaded ever hearing again. 

“Snow White, Snow White is the fairest of them all”