When Love Begins

Strange News

Christine POV:

"Gustave, come here." He came and sat by me on the bed. It had been ten years since he was born. Since Erik had died. I was reminded of him every time I looked at my son.

"Yes Mother?" He sat beside me, waiting. I put my arm around him and pulled him close. 

"Nothing, darling. I just wanted a hug is all."He put his arms around me, and I seen sent him off to bed. I sat back down on the bed and opened the note once more.

Mme. de Changy,

I am very pleased to announce that I am opening a new opera house in Manhattan, New York. I would be very pleased if your family would accompany you here, as I would like very much for you to sing at the opening.

Yours truly,

O. Hammerstein

I finished reading it as soon as Raoul walked in.

"Are you reading that letter again?" I sighed. I wouldn't dare say this to him, but I had only accepted because of the money. After Gustave was born Raoul had a tendency to drink and gamble all of our money away. We were in debt, but Raoul didn't care. The only person I loved was my son. And Raoul didn't care about either of us.

I had yet to tell Gustave we were going to America in two days. He would be surprised. He rarely heard me sing anymore. For the most part I had given it up. I turned to Raoul

"Yes. I just wanted to make sure I didn't miss anything. I'm going to tell Gustave tomorrow."

"Yes that is probable best." We both laid down in the bed. Raoul quickly fell asleep, I kept thinking about our trip. This would be the first time in ten years I have sung in public. I got chills just thinking about it. I closed my eyes and, for once in ten years, slept peacefully without night terrors.