Christine could sing very well. But, her singing abilities were often eclipsed by her whining. The staff at the Paris Opera House covered their ears whenever they saw the Diva walking by, toting her fool of a Viscomte behind her.

"But, Raoul, he stalks me and kidnaps me! You have to save me."

Whine, whine, whine. All day long. You can't blame me for what I did. She had to stop, someone had to make her stop! So I followed her, protecting her is what I told the curious managers. Keeping an eye on her.

How I fooled them. Everyday I watched it steadily worsened. Raoul this, Erik that, blah blah blah, whine, whine, whine.

Day after day I waited for my chance to silence the soprano forever. I listened on the roof the night she confessed her love to Raoul. Turned my head at the disgusting kiss they shared, good lord, was he trying to SWALLOW her?

I saw my chance as Raoul left the roof first, Christine wailing to the Heavens about a lost ring. I wedding ring from what I understood. Erik's ring. Then why was she kissing Raoul if she wore Erik's ring? Hmm, little whore.

I hear Raoul wept when they found her body, crushed on the pavement below the next morning. I smiled inside when they told me of her death, crocodile tears making their way down my cheeks. Finally the opera house was rid of her!

Of course, I was never caught. Who would suspect that Meg Giry would kill her childhood friend? I hear the managers are looking for a new diva. Hopefully this one will learn to keep her mouth shut. I'm not above pushing another girl off the roof.