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names you read and don't remember from the book or musical are mine. Hope
you enjoy this.
Background: It has been two years since Christine has performed at the Opera House. Christine married Raoul two months after there last encounter with the Opera House. Christine promised Raoul she would move on and be happy. Christine and Raoul led a happy but passionless life in London. Raoul, rich and successful, bought Christine a medium sized mansion, where they live with their servants. Christine, who no longer sings, stays at home and keeps occupied with making sure household things get done. After two years of thinking the past has finally died, Raoul lets an old "acquaintance" back into their lives.
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Times have changed, she will understand. That was the thought going through Raoul Vicomte de Chagny's head as he entered the living room of his home. Raoul placed his briefcase on the floor next to his armchair and sat in it. I have to tell her sometime, thought the Vicomte.
"Christine!" Raoul yelled from the living room.
Christine de Chagny appeared in the doorway. Raoul stood up to greet her. He walked over and kissed her.
"What is it?" Christine asked, wondering why he called for her.
"I have some important things to discuss with you Christine." He said with a worried look.
"Alright." Christine replied a bit puzzled.
"Come and sit down." Raoul told her and brought her to sit on the couch with him.
"Raoul, what is it?" Christine asked again.
"Well, you know I have been looking for an architect to build another office building for me in Paris." He started with and Christine nodded.
"I have finally found one. He has been an architect for many years; he quit though, awhile back. He started again though about a year and a half ago. His designs have become very famous around Paris and London."
"Well, that's wonderful." Christine said with a smile.
"Yes, it is." He said. "But there is something wrong with him. I have been meeting with him for the past week. He is doing fine, obviously."
"Wait, Christine said. "You're not making any sense."
"It's Erik." Raoul said and Christine's smile faded.
"Wh..What?" Christine said. "It can't be..he's..."
"Dead?" Raoul said before her. Christine looked to the floor and nodded.
"He seems to ignore the past. I asked him how he could be doing so well and he says a lie. He lied to people about his face, claiming it to be a big accident of some sort. Apparently people believe him and ignore it. He just seems to be another person on the street."
Christine didn't bother to speak. She just stayed looking at the ground. Raoul thought it best to keep talking.
"I invited him to our dinner party on Saturday. We both believe times have changed. He knows of our marriage and seems to except it. I think we have become better acquainted this past week. So..I guess its time to open up closed doors."
Christine straightened up and smiled. "I believe you are right. It is time to let the past go and concentrate on the present."
Raoul hugged Christine. "I am glad you agree." He said.
Raoul stood up. "You must excuse me, there is much I still need to do and I am sure you have lots to do also preparing for the party." Christine nodded and Raoul walked out.
The dinner party, Christine thought. Saturday. The day she would see Erik again. Christine stood up. Saturday. Just two more days..
Background: It has been two years since Christine has performed at the Opera House. Christine married Raoul two months after there last encounter with the Opera House. Christine promised Raoul she would move on and be happy. Christine and Raoul led a happy but passionless life in London. Raoul, rich and successful, bought Christine a medium sized mansion, where they live with their servants. Christine, who no longer sings, stays at home and keeps occupied with making sure household things get done. After two years of thinking the past has finally died, Raoul lets an old "acquaintance" back into their lives.
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Times have changed, she will understand. That was the thought going through Raoul Vicomte de Chagny's head as he entered the living room of his home. Raoul placed his briefcase on the floor next to his armchair and sat in it. I have to tell her sometime, thought the Vicomte.
"Christine!" Raoul yelled from the living room.
Christine de Chagny appeared in the doorway. Raoul stood up to greet her. He walked over and kissed her.
"What is it?" Christine asked, wondering why he called for her.
"I have some important things to discuss with you Christine." He said with a worried look.
"Alright." Christine replied a bit puzzled.
"Come and sit down." Raoul told her and brought her to sit on the couch with him.
"Raoul, what is it?" Christine asked again.
"Well, you know I have been looking for an architect to build another office building for me in Paris." He started with and Christine nodded.
"I have finally found one. He has been an architect for many years; he quit though, awhile back. He started again though about a year and a half ago. His designs have become very famous around Paris and London."
"Well, that's wonderful." Christine said with a smile.
"Yes, it is." He said. "But there is something wrong with him. I have been meeting with him for the past week. He is doing fine, obviously."
"Wait, Christine said. "You're not making any sense."
"It's Erik." Raoul said and Christine's smile faded.
"Wh..What?" Christine said. "It can't be..he's..."
"Dead?" Raoul said before her. Christine looked to the floor and nodded.
"He seems to ignore the past. I asked him how he could be doing so well and he says a lie. He lied to people about his face, claiming it to be a big accident of some sort. Apparently people believe him and ignore it. He just seems to be another person on the street."
Christine didn't bother to speak. She just stayed looking at the ground. Raoul thought it best to keep talking.
"I invited him to our dinner party on Saturday. We both believe times have changed. He knows of our marriage and seems to except it. I think we have become better acquainted this past week. So..I guess its time to open up closed doors."
Christine straightened up and smiled. "I believe you are right. It is time to let the past go and concentrate on the present."
Raoul hugged Christine. "I am glad you agree." He said.
Raoul stood up. "You must excuse me, there is much I still need to do and I am sure you have lots to do also preparing for the party." Christine nodded and Raoul walked out.
The dinner party, Christine thought. Saturday. The day she would see Erik again. Christine stood up. Saturday. Just two more days..