The Phantom's Bride: A Phantom of the Opera fanfic

Bravissima

"Christine...."

She smirks and walks down the grand stair case that always brought me joy, but now it brings me the opposite. My sister walks down it. Bringing her condescending aura with her.

No, most people never see this Aura. It's always,

"Christine the Angel, and the other one..."
And
"She could never hurt anyone!"

But I've seen what she's truly like. The evil person she's become.

She didn't always have this aura. When we were younger, she was always kind and sweet. When I didn't have a toy to play with, she would loan me hers. She was always smiling, and she was graceful.

Now she is intimidating.

She is bold.

She is confident.

I take a shaky breath and step back...

"Hello sister...."

Being around her isn't a good move. She is still living with Raoul, he'll want to take me back in as a slave. I have to avoid confrontation.

She continues to walk closer to me, forcing myself to stumble back slightly. She laughs.

"Ah. I see you still don't have any grace. What a shame... Oh and now you're ugly too!" She chuckles.

I take a breath and step closer to her bravely.

"You need to leave."

She laughs again.

"Why would I do that dear sister? I've only just come in. Besides there is someone That came to meet you!" She says innocently and for a second I almost believe that she hasn't changed, but I know she has.

"W-who?"

"Oh Andorra!"
Another voice calls out.

I shudder.

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Hey guys so I know this is really short and I'm trying to update when I can. I just thought this might tie you over for a while. I've also realised how atrocious my grammar has been, so I might try and go back to fix it. Then again, I might not. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter even though it's pretty sucky!