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Authors note: Hey it's me again, I finally have it up the second chapter! ^^ Enjoy and review.

Chapter 2: Reading between the lines

Raoul continued to point the gun at him. Where was Christine? Did this monster harm her? Raoul shook at the thought. "Did you harm Christine?"

Erik smiled with a glint in his eyes. "As I said to you last time Raoul, I would never harm her."

Christine appeared behind Erik rubbing her eyes. Her skin had that slight glow that Raoul knew so well. He sighed in relief and lowered his gun. "Christine my dear, he didn't harm you did he?" She shook her head at his question.

"Come, let us get out of this darkness." Raoul watched as Christine went to Erik and hugged him saying, "I wish I could be forgiven, but perhaps I'm too late and I can't be forgiven because I've hurt you too much." The smile that once lingered on her face disappeared the moment she turned from him. She went to Raoul and he took her hand gently with a smile, glade that she wasn't harmed

Christine glanced back at her angel, but he wasn't there. She looked away as she felt her heart break. She looked at Raoul, who continued to smile at her. She didn't smile back. As they made it back up the stairs and into the dark tunnel, Raoul stepped back into her old room.

"Raoul where are Meg and Madame Giry?" Christine asked her eyes blank.

"They are both on the stage." Raoul replied.

They both headed down the hall and onto the stage where Madame Giry stood watching the dancers. Christine touched Raoul's arm and he let her go. She approached her then.

"Madame Giry, how come you didn't stop Raoul?" Christine asked with a slightly saddened voice.

"Christine, I had to help my dancers."

Christine nodded and pulled out a letter and handed it to her. "Could you give this to Erik?" She whispered. Madame Giry took the letter and put it in her pocket.

"Don't hurt him more than you've already done. He's like a son to me." Her eyes were sharp with Christine's blue green ones.

"I won't, I promise." She went back to Raoul, and they headed out side. Christine put her cloak around her as the autumn's wind whipped her curly hair around. Raoul helped her into the carriage.

Erik sat at his organ, trembling with anger. Why does she continue to torture me? Why Christine, why? Erik thought as tears come to his eyes. He wiped his face with his hand and he stood suddenly as he heard footsteps. He turned around facing Madame Giry as she came up the steps.

"Madame Giry. It's a pleasure." They both hugged.

"Erik I have a letter from Christine." She pulled it out of her pocket.

Erik took the letter swiftly, still trembling. He sat down and opened the letter.

Erik.

I wanted to invite you to The Hollow's Eve Ball. I am going against Raoul's wishes by sending you this letter, and I love him, but not the way I used to. He has changed and I'm scared. I really would love for you to be there. There is so much I would like to talk about…

Erik stopped reading the letter then as an idea formed in his head. This ball shall be one night that you will never forget Christine. Erik thought with an evil smile. "Let all Hallows Eve began." His voice said.