Raoul ordered the carriage to the door an hour later, and Christine and her daughter looked absolutely beautiful. Christine was in an elegant light blue gown, and Christina was dressed in a lovely pink gown. They both left their hair down, and Christina added her diamond hairpieces so her hair sparkled through her curls.
It was Christina's first gala and Christine was so pleased that Raoul had decided to take her along to the Opera this time. Raoul was still skeptical and nervous about it.
"Raoul, calm down. She'll be on her best behavior."
"Well, that's one thing off my mind." Raoul said sarcastically. "What about….you know…."
Christine sighed and shook her head at him. All he had ever worried about was where Erik was. "Don't worry. He's probably long dead, or gone." I hope not. He's the only one who would let me sing! I would much rather just take Christina and stay with Erik."
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"Miser Andre!" Christine said as she held Christina's hand at the gala.
Andre turned around, a huge smile on his face. "Countess! What a pleasant surprise. How are you?" He asked as they hugged.
"Oh, very well. This is my daughter, Christina de Changy." Christine introduced Christina. Christina curtsied. "Nice to meet you." She said in her sweetest voice.
"Oh Christine, why she is just like you. Where is your husband? I would like to have a word with you three." Andre asked. Christine motioned for him to follow as they looked for Raoul.
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"It's about time he started listening up to me! Maybe setting the place on fire wasn't the worst plan after all..." Erik spoke to himself as he sat at his organ, plotting how to get Christine back without Raoul. She could not possibly be happy with him, nor can the little one. They would be much rather off here, with me and Christine knows it. So, why won't she just leave him?
Erik wondered how Christine could fake being happy so well! He was tired of this act in his play, and wanted it to end soon. He looked at the light blue diamond ring as it danced in the light. Everytime he saw it, he thought of Christine, and wondered if she was thinking of him too.
"There must be a way, she could NOT possibly be happy being married to him and she must miss me. I know; Madame Giry would have talked to her at the gala tonight. I'll just talk to her tomorrow."
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