My name is Christine Daae, the leading soprano from the Opera Populaire, fiancé of the Vicomte de Chagny. Or should I say former? You see, after Raoul and I escaped from the Phantom's lair, we had to go through some of the burning places of the Opera. While traveling through such a place, a beam fell and scorched the side of my face, it burned into my skin, and I felt pain like never before. It was so painful that I fainted, fortunately Raoul caught me and carried me out of the Opera, where I had to go to the hospital to try and repair my face.
But they could only do so much, they took away the burning, but the scar is still there. It disfigured the left side of my face, and I finally realized what the Phantom had to go through, for after I got out of the hospital, people who were my friends, who I knew my whole life, had the look of disgust twisted on their face upon seeing mine. Even Raoul, who I know still loved me, but my disfigurement disgusts him, I know, I see it. I saw it every time he visited me in the hospital, I see it every time he visits me. No matter how much he tries to conceal it, and I feel like he didn't love me as much before my scar. That's why on December 24, the year after it all happened, I ran away. I left a note for Raoul in my bedroom, for him to find when he visited for Christmas.
Dear Raoul,
I love you, but only now I realized that it was a brother/sister love, not pure love. I have decided to go where I know people won't look at my with disgust, not even you. Yes Raoul, I saw that look on your face, I am not ignorant. Goodbye Raoul, send my farewell to Meg and Mme. Giry.
Love,
Christine Daae
Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year.
My name is Christine Daae, the leading soprano from the Opera Populaire, former fiance of the Vicomte de Chagny, and possibly the Phantomness of the Opera.