Sittning in the salong looking at Erik and Giry as they discussed the plan for tomorrow. Meg had not spoken. She seemed shocked. I myself didn't know what to say. I loved Erik he loved me and that was it. They were surprised by our marriage, understandably so. The plan was to get us (mostly Erik given his situation) smuggled on to a ship that would take us to America to start our new life. We got four tickets and thankfully the bitter cold from the harsh winter is still in the air so to cover up Erik's half face with scarfs would not look suspicious. Despite the plans I was nervous. I hoped it wouldn't show. They left and would return here in the morning and we would walk to the harbor. Erik took me by the arm to comfort me. "Don't worry, everything will be fine I promise."
I tried to smile and all I wanted to do was sleep. I barely ate our dinner nor spoke much. I also realized that tomorrow would have been my wedding day to Raoul. I did miss him. I do love him and I always will but he is the past and Erik is the present. We are the present. "Christine? Are you alright?" Erik asked me as we went to bed and laying down and settling down for the night. I did not say anything. I kissed him instead. The passion grew and the way we made love that night felt like our first. Over and over again. Like everything had built to this moment.
Little did I know, afterwords that I carried his child under my heart.
"Let your mind start a journey through a strange new world peace all thoughts of the world you knew before. Let your soul take you where you long to be
Only then can you belong to me..."
