Prologue
Christine's POV
My life ended the year after I left Erik.
It wasn't that I had made the wrong decision choosing Raoul. Actually, it almost had nothing to do with that choice that my life had ended.
Remember that I said almost.
Before you read on though, you need to know something about me. I am no longer that innocent little naïve girl that you have heard about. Trust me; I know you've heard about me. I've heard all the stories. How the young blond chorus girl cried in desperation to her "Angel of Music" after being teased and mocked by the prima donna. How I screamed and struggled at the Phantom's – Erik's hideous face. How I thought that perhaps Erik couldn't possibly hear the plans of my escape on the roof with Raoul even though it was his Opera. Yes, all of that is true, but there's so much more. I've grown since then; don't delude yourself into believing that an angel could never fall. It has happened once before.
Maybe even twice, if you consider Erik.
Some of you will heed my warning, but I know most of you won't. I know what it's like being exposed to something extremely shocking, even terrifying. People can be terrifying when they're pushed to be. If they've gone through enough torture and turmoil, then anything could drive them insane. I had never really understood how anyone could turn to insanity. At least, not until I lived through hard times and was pushed aside by the world. This is my story. This is what happened after I had left the Phantom of the Opera.
This is the story of how I went insane.
Intense, right? Okay, I hope that I did a good time with this introduction. Sorry it's short, but it's an intro.
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