She ate the food with much delight, and he could tell. Maybe now he could get a name out of her. Oh, to know an angel's name… "So, do you have a name?" he asked, feeling like a boy again with the butterflies in his stomach. He didn't know why he felt so nervous. She looked up at him and answered simply "Camille." Camille, eh? Different, but nonetheless beautiful. He was still pondering about the song that had had such an effect on him. He longed to hear it again. Once she was done eating he turned to her and said, "Come with me." She slowly got up and followed him. They went into the main room and sat on the piano bench, their sides touching against one another. When he went to ask her to play the sweet music he had heard, she beat him to it and asked him, "Will you play me something?" Hmm… how can my music measure up to the masterpiece she had played not so long ago? He thought for a few seconds, then closed his eyes and played his sad music.
As she sat there looking into his closed eyes, she felt compelled to take off his mask. I don't think he would like it very much… but as she tended to do sometimes, she acted on impulse and reached up and took off his mask. From the depths of Hell came a cry so horrible and so terrifying that she jumped off the bench and stumbled back a few feet. He leaped to his feet as he covered the right side of his face and looked at her with a look of shock and betrayal. How could she! I thought she was different! But instead of trying to run in fear of his anger, she stood there and looked at him. Then, she slowly walked up to him and put her hand on top of his, removing it to reveal the Phantom's face. And instead of seeing a horrible monster, she saw a man with all the pain of the world resting on his shoulders. Then, something happened that even surprised her. As she looked into his mesmerizing eyes, she reached up and kissed his lips, gently and lovingly.