I am your angel, come to me angel of music~

Christine daae was in love with the opera, she loved to sing and perform, but two men stood in the way of love, one was her angel of music, and one was an old friend from so long ago. Every night after a performance one left a simple rose and one left a bouquet of flowers. Christine was at a loss, how to pick just one. She sat at her vanity mirror and looked into it, her hand rose and touched the same side of her face that he wore a mask on, remembering not so long ago when she released his anger because she took that mask off.

"Your dark face holds no horror for me now, but to choose between two is something that frightens me now"

She sang softly and sighed.

"You are my angel of music, you taught me the music of the night. Your music always surrounded me, and comfort and calmed me. But Raoul, I have known him since I was a child, he has always been a friend to me. Both men have their positives, but negatives are what scare me now."

She continued to sing and a tear ran down her face, soon enough she was silently crying. Neither male came to her dressing room which she was glad for currently. she sighed and began to sing one of his songs.

"Softly, deftly, music shall caress me, hear it, feel it, tremulous and tender~"

She sang softly having loved that song of his and how it drew her in to close her eyes and just listen. How to choose, Raoul loved her, but wasn't into music much, he attended her performances, but it was painfully obvious he wasn't into it. Her phantom, her angel, however loved music as much as she and always tried to help her voice grow, and she loved knowing at every preformance, he was there sitting in box five like always.