Prologue
I looked back at the crying silhouette, and gently put my hand on Raoul's shoulder. I walked over to the silhouette, once a man so powerful and feared by almost everyone he met, and still the man who loved me. I stretched out my hand with his ring in it and handed it to him, my heart almost about to break.
"Christine, I love you", he quietly sang to me. And that's when I knew, I knew that even though this man was a murderer, and that I was supposed to marry a different man in a month, I loved him, the Phantom of the Opera.
I looked at him, tears beginning to fall from my eyes. "I'll come back", I softly whispered. "Stay here for me, please." His eyes opened wide with surprise, confused that the girl standing in front of him now and saying those words was the same girl that helped to plot his arrest and capture.
Walking back to Raoul, I noticed my wedding headdress on the floor from when I had thrown it there. I stooped to pick it up and gave it to the man I truly loved. Raoul rowed us back to the main area of the opera house, and I held on to him the entire way, hoping that, one day, I would be holding on to the Phantom of the Opera the same way.