Christine studied her fingernails nervously. She'd told Philippe to tell Raoul to meet her on the roof. She's chosen it because it's the only place that she thought Erik wouldn't think to look for her. The last thing she wanted was to hurt him and if he were to see this, he would think it was real. And she couldn't bare that.

She cast a nervous glance at the door. She didn't want to do this. She didn't like deceiving people. But it's all for the best. When I break off the engagement he'll find someone, the girl for him.

"Christine," Raoul breathed. Christine took a deep breath and turned to face her childhood sweetheart.

"Raoul," She smiled. "It's been too long."

"It most certainly has." He said, taking her hand in his. "How did you escape that monster?"

He's not a monster! Christine almost screamed, but stopped herself. "I only barely escaped." She lied. Christine hated talking about Erik like this, but it was over between them and she'd promised Philippe.


Escaped? Erik's heart plummeted. He was hiding behind the statue. He'd seen Christine come up to the roof and he'd followed in the hope that he would be able to explain. But he'd gotten there as the same time as the boy. He just stood there behind the statue as Christine, his Christine, declared her love for another. He felt as though his heart had been ripped out crushed. Tears began to fall from his face. When the couple left, rage filled Erik.

This wasn't over. She would be his.


"Is anything the matter, dear?" Gabrielle asked her husband. Philippe shook his head. He hadn't told her about the whole business with Christine. He hadn't been very faithful to her in their first year of marriage and whenever he mentioned the Opera House her eyes narrowed and she was suspicious. However, now, he loved Gabrielle with all his heart and wouldn't dream of looking at another woman.

He didn't want to trouble her about this because Gabrielle was five months pregnant and they'd already lost two children. He didn't know if he could handle losing a third.

"Are you sure?" Gabrielle put her needlework down and studied her husband. "You've been distracted for days."

Philippe sighed. "It's this business with Raoul. He's infatuated with Christine Daae."

"If it's merely an infatuation it'll pass. Don't worry." She offered him a sympathetic smile.

"Thank you, love." He returned her smile, however he did not agree with her. The only way to destroy Raoul's infatuation with Christine was to break his heart.


I hope you guys liked that chapter! Sorry it was short!

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~Kate