To Save You I Will Die (Phantom Of The Opera x Oc)

Chapter 3: The Point Of No Return

It had been only a few months since the death of Papa. He had died in the warm summer, and with it came the cold season of autumns.

September had rolled around, and I have not been able to keep a stable job. The payments were getting behind, and I needed to find a respectable job.

I decided to stay in Paris with Christine so that I was not so far from her. I could feel her losing passion and love for music, and I could not blame her.

We had held our father in our hands as he died.

Walking around with a clipped newspaper, I saw something that looked familiar. The Opera house is looking for cleaning servants and sewists. Will provide room and board hiring ages from 16-25. Looking at the amount, it was more than I had ever seen before.

For an opera, they were paying so much.

I recalled correctly that Christine and my birthday would be October 11th, so in a few weeks, it would be our birthday.

I was a thirty-minute carriage ride from the Paris Conservatoire so I could visit on weekends, and the money was great. I could help put Christine through music and pay off Pap's debts.

Looking at the paper, my brain kept on looking at the name of the opera house. However, it would not connect.

I was just excited that I could not stop myself from going there the next day. I had paid a cabbage driver and wore some modest but straightforward clothes. I held a pouch that held one of the best dresses that I had made.

It was funny how, even in this new world, I still depended on my hands for work. This time I began out of pure joy and not by anyone else.

Exciting the carriage, a tall white marble building with pillars and two golden angels peering down.

I gulped a bit, looking at them.

They were quite intimidating. I clenched my dress in my fist while hugging the sachel. This was not my first time working for an opera group, but they were never as grand and luxurious as this.

Looking around, I tried to find the servant area with the clasps of paper in my hands. I noticed many people walking in and out on the side, and I entered the door in hopes of wondering if this may be the entrance.

Entering, it was quite weird seeing all the people moving and talking.

Lots of girls giggled as they watched me. A somewhat older woman looked at me.

"What are you doing?" The women looked at me, standing in my way. She was somewhat taller than me and had a very stern face. Her brown hair was slicked back, and her lips were small and frowning.

She looked up and down. "Pretty face, but does not have a certain elegance." I looked at her, confused as she smirked, thinking she had offended me.

"Hello, Madame, my name is Delphine Daae. I heard there were some job openings for a seamstress and cleaning servants." I had given a small courtesy while remaining both graceful in poise. A beautiful face dawned on my face.

I could tell because of my elegant manner flustered her. I had handle people like her back in my world; all you needed to do was show them kindness.

The woman stood back a bit and cleared her throat. "Yes, well, the owner office is down the hall up the sand on your left." her voice was somewhat frazzled, but it was clear enough.

"Thank you, Madam," I said in a kind and soothing voice.

I began to walk away, making sure I would not encounter other people like her while I made my way to the owner's office.