The Truth will Set you Free
"How could you think I wouldn't guess? How could you think I wouldn't know? Do you have something to confess?"
She can hear her blood rushing in her ears and her heart beating so hard she thinks it will stop. Her eyes are closed and her desperate plea of "please don't make me!" falls on deaf ears as he wraps his hands around her neck and finally yells out, "I want the truth right now if so!"
She's spent the past ten years trying to deny this, pretending that her life wasn't a lie. There were even times that she wished Gustave really had been Raoul's. At least then she wouldn't feel so guilty every time her son called Raoul Father. Guilty because Raoul deserved the truth. Guilty because Erik deserved to know his own son. Guilty because Gustave deserved to have a father who would have understood and nurtured his talents and unique personality. Just so very... guilty.
But now the truth is out and she doesn't think she can bear it. She really should have known that this would happen – Erik is no fool, and anyone who knows him would see him in Gustave.
Christine slowly looks up into Erik's eyes, and for a moment her blood runs cold. She has seen Erik at his worst many times – she has seen him overwhelmed, murderous, and even hateful.
But now - for the first time since she's known him, there is fear. Stark fear and a hint of the panicked desperation she hasn't seen since Don Juan Triumphant.
This time she has no idea how to pull him back from the brink.