For the next few weeks, I rehearsed and rehearsed and then went home to rowdy children and an angry husband. I longed to stay at the opera house, and let Erik take care of the children full time. but that would be a disaster.
It was the day of my first performance, and I stood in my dressing room, shaking like a leaf as I put on my necklace. I hadn't sung on stage in years... I was so nervous I could be ill any moment. But I took deep breaths and forced my stomach to calm down.
Suddenly, a soothing voice floated into my room and I glanced around to find it's source. There was none. "Angel?' I breathed hopefully. for a few blissful moments, it felt as though I was only eighteen, waiting for my angel as I performed the first production of Faust.
There was a low sigh and I smiled in absolute content at the sound of the voice. "Christine, you shall sing for me tonight, and the world will be at your feet." He said confidently. I nodded, grinning. "I sing only for you." I whispered longingly. He chuckled and then was gone. I sighed and put on the soft pink lipstick that Erik got for me to wear tonight. He seemed so angry about it all, yet he comforted me and bought me trinkets. What a confusing man..
There was a knock on the door and I took a deep breath as I walked out and stood behind the curtain, waiting for it to rise.
The lights shone on me and the curtain rose to reveal a full house of sophisticated opera goers. With one last glance in the dark stagwe wings, I stepped forward and got lost in the world of music.
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My Angel of Music
FanficWhat if in the final lair scene of Phantom of the Opera Christine makes a different decision? But what if this decision is the wrong one? Or maybe The phantom won't accept her love. And if he does will it last?
