How I Miss Thee!
Summary: Christine reminisces in her diary...
How often the memory of the
Phantom and that night comes back to me! Even as I write this, six
years after I last saw him, I can still see his face perfectly in my
mind; still hear his amazing voice. Oh... I never even knew
his name! I spent so much time with the dark genius, yet I never
bothered to learn his name. How I hate myself! Raoul is in
Paris for two more days; else I wouldn't let myself think of him.
Thoughts of my dark Angel lead to tears I cannot shed in front of my
husband, for he would not understand. How could he, when I myself do
not? Mon ange... How I miss thee! I so oft consider throwing
off my cumbersome title of Countess de Chagny (and all the duties it
entails) and simply returning to my angel... But I'm too afraid he
won't be there. So I play the role of loving wife, secretly dreaming
that he will one day come to me... I love him. What a fool I
was to not know it before! I love Raoul, but not like I love my
Phantom. Raoul was simply there when I needed a shoulder; he was
convience and comfort, but I love him only passively. --Christine Daae; la
Ange
But the
Phantom... I love him with such passion! Oh my angel... Come free me
from the bonds of my own making!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Where she signed her name, she began to write de Chagny, but crossed it out and signed it that way. K? Good! Now...
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