A/N- Just a short drabble from Christine's POV. I'm sorry if it's a bit repetitive. This is more of a Leroux-based drabble, but I apologize that sometimes my language is a bit more modern at times.
Disclaimer- I own absolutely nothing, unless that coin I tossed in that fountain comes through for me.
I could have been a hero.
I should have been, really. I owed them- Raoul and Erik- that much. I could have played the saint, could have immediately stepped forward and twisted the scorpion, without a moment's doubt or hesitation. I could have saved Raoul's life- and I could have saved Erik's, too.
I could have been a hero.
I could have been brave, selfless. I could have let Raoul go- he would have found love again- and married Erik. I could have let him die happy, and continued singing, and finally learned what it felt like to be free.
I could have been a hero.
I could have made everyone happy- that decision rested solely on my shoulders. Sure, maybe it had been forced there, but it was there nonetheless.
I could have been a hero.
I could have saved them all. I could have ignored the grasshopper completely, could have saved Paris and Raoul and Erik and the Persian and myself.
I should have been a hero.
I should have been a martyr. Instead, I took the coward's way out, kissed Erik and acted like a saint.
I should have been a hero, and nothing weighs on me more than knowing that I wasn't.
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