"No, Raoul!" I shouted at my fiancé. There he was, standing over poor Erik, who was lying in the snow, with no protection. "No, I don't like this." The Viscount hesitated, but put his sword back in his belt. He took my arm, expecting for us to jump onto his horse and ride back to the opera house- to safety- but I stopped him.

"Raoul, go. Go back without me." I said firmly.

"But, Christine-"

"GO." He looked at me as if I were insane. "I'll be fine." I said softly. He gave one nod and jumped onto his horse.

"Christine, please, just, be careful." He said before trotting off.

I watched as he rounded a corner in the cemetery and then turned to faced Erik. He was now standing, wiping snow off of his stylish attire. I walked over to him, but not close enough for him to touch me.

"You have deceived me again." I said softly. I stepped towards me, but I put my hand up. "No. I did not stay behind to pet you and tell you that I am sorry for Raoul." I sighed deeply. "And I am not planning for you to take me anywhere.."

"Christine, I am sorry, I don't know what came over me, but – He was in the way-"

"In the way of what, Erik? In the way of you, hypnotizing me and taking me away to your lair again. You lied to me. You said you were my angel, but you're nothing but a man." I could tell that my words pained Erik, and he looked down, ashamed of himself.

"I am far less than a man. And I do not deserve you." He said quietly, and began to walk away. I ran up and held his shoulders. He stopped, shivering under my touch.

"Erik, Erik- You are not less than a man. But think on what you have done these passed few months." I whispered. He turned to face me, and I continued. "All because of… a scar." Now I looked down. He put his hand on my chin and I looked up into those green eyes. At one time, they were burning with passion; they were green flames, blazing and piercing into my soul. But now they, were melancholy, emeralds, sitting in blackness.

"Christine," He whispered. "I…" I put my hand on his cheek.

"Say no more." I said.

I kissed him on the cheek and turned to walk in the opposite direction.

"Christine, wait!" He said. He ran to me, and reached for something hidden in his coat pocket. "Here. This was not mine to take." He said, it was so cold, I could see the air he breathed. He placed the engagement ring Raoul had given to me in my hand. "May you have many happy days with your true love." He said, still clutching my hand, giving it heat.

"Erik-"

"No, I have done much to wrong you. And now I know you should go where your heart leads you." And with the swish of his cape he vanished, quite as the phantom he truly was.

Don't worry, there will be a second part. I hope you don't mind the changes. I own nothing and all that. All though, I wouldn't mind owning Gerik…