Erik's pov
I packed my stuff and left of course I wrote a letter to Gustave and then I left France to go back to New York. It all happened so fast but what could I do? Nothing. I've lost my wife who betrayed me not just with any man but with the king himself! Of course I don't hate her I can't but I will never ever forgive her for this no matter what happens between us. I know it will be hard to let her go but it's what I have to do.
And this time I don't have a choice.
Not like before.
I got on the boat and of course everyone looked at me and a man came up to me who seem'd to be working there. "Ah Mr Destler may I take your bags?" He asked following me quickly into my room. "No thank you" I said not looking at him. I got into my room, locked the door and sat down in that empty room. I closed my eyes and put my hands on my head and sighted in distress.
Sitting in an empty room
Trying to forget the past
This was never meant to last
I know what it takes to move on
I know how it it feels to lie
And all I want to do is trade this life for something new
Holding onto what I have'nt got
It's true. I hold onto the one thing I don't have anymore. My wife, the love of my life. I was'nt there for her when she needed me I was so blind. I forgot what was right infront of me. My angel of music. For two day's I just kept thinking about her and I was in New York to try and get some work done on Phantasma. I tried to be as bizzy as I could to try and forget her but it was impossible.
I know what I have to do. Right now, divorce is the only solution. I know she will try to stop me, but I can drag her down as quickly as I raised her because I made her career and I'll do whatever I please with it.
I just hope she'll understand because she sees me like no one else has.
Are we losing you and me?
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The Daaé Girl
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