Damn I want her… If only she could be mine... mine and only mine. She's so much like fire. A fire so wild, on I can put her out. She must feel the same… how could she feel differently? If she did, would she be coming back to me?
I only wish I could be with him. Him, and only him. He's so… fiery! And I know that I'm the only one to put that fire out. But Raoul must know. He simply must. I almost wish we could be caught. That would just make things so much easier. Or maybe…
"We could do WHAT!"
What she suggested was so out of the question, the Phantom was speechless.
"We could kill him." She was so calm it was almost frightening. "We could kill him and leave. No one could hold us back. And I know how much you want to see the world. Plus, I mean, its nothing you haven't done before."
I can't believe she's even suggesting this. Only a few months earlier, they had been in love. Quite possibly the very kind of love that we share now.
"That's not an option, and you know it. Just be rational. We've made it work for this long, what's wrong with continuing?"
"Because I CAN'T! I can't keep it up. I just can't keep pretending." And the Phantom knew what kind of pretending she had meant.
Is he THAT small? And he gave the biggest and most pleased grin you could imagine. So he asked.
"Is he THAT small?" he went out on a limb with this one.
"Only compared to you." And she returned the smile, grabbed his face, and shoved her tongue so far down his throat he could hardly breathe. But somehow he managed. And with that, they were off again.