What Secrets Do The Shadows Keep? || The Phantom of the Opera || Book Three
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|| Book 3 of "The Shadow's Melody" ||
(Based off of the Alternate Ending of "The Angel's Shadow")
I can not possibly tell you just how happy I am in the life I have now. The life with my Erik. My wonderful Erik. The man I have wanted since I was a child and dreaming about the masked man I had seen onstage at the Op éra Populaire.
He loves me, that Phantom, that Opera Ghost. He loves me. Can you believe it? Can you believe how lucky I am to have such an extraordinary man as him? He can do no wrong, not anymore. He would do anything for me and our children. He wouldn't dream of hurting any of us.
Or would he?
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