Christine cleared her throat. This was most definitely it. In front of Raoul, her supporter, in front of Meg Giry, her confidante, and- she paused, and blinked once to try, in vain, to shoo away the coming tears that would ruin her make up. Poor Erik. He would hear her. He would do anything to hear her. But then- even the caged bird sings, and the caged bird called Christine Daae was about to do it. Right here, right now, she was going to attempt to sing solo the first few lines to 'Forever Yours', composed by the phantom, Erik, himself.
She was on stage, and the feeling of being free overpowered any fear she might have had. It was- time to show what she could do. ' Say to me sweetly,' she sang, 'Say to me that I am eternally yours and I will give you my heart any thing to hear you once-' she stopped midway, but not to gulp for air. She was choking back tears. Not of glory, not of fear. Of pity. Erik wrote this about her. She felt a brown curl collapse onto her chest. Erik… was he listening? No, she couldn't stop… 'Hear you sing once again erase my pain give me joy je t'aime I love you and say the exact same words to me toooooooo….' She hit a high note. It may have sounded nasal but she didn't care. She furiously wiped away her tears. Bittersweet. Maybe that was what her tears tasted like. ' Merci Beaucoup, Bon Soir,'
She hurriedly managed before she fled. Away from everything. She just wanted Erik to know the truth, that she couldn't love him. She couldn't live with him and be happy.
Please tell me if you like it, ok? (Triple thousand smileys) My friend is waiting for your reviews to pour in! She's being cynical right now. She' s going, 'Oh, wow! The phantom of the opera, boo hoo hoo, what a sad story. NOT.' Save me from her jarring words and write for the sake of my story and Erik who may be in Heaven as I type. BTW, I hope you find this sad because I do. And if I do and you don't, then am I still human or am I too sentimental? Answers with reviews. Criticism and cynics accepted. My friend is one too.