Small BUT IMPORTANT NOTE!… I don't I know it's against most standards to change the age of a person… BUT I MUST! From this point on Charlotte IS 18 instead of 16… because

As the curtains closed on yet another successful Opera, Charlotte and Joly gave each other a friendly hug of congratulations on there last night of performing Robert le Diable. As she exited the stage to go to her room to change, among other things. She was stopped by a mob of people. She smiled happily and greated them all, making her way to her room.

She was stopped by a cold hand with a death grip on her arm. She turned to see her mothers cold eyes. "Tomorrow we will have diner, and discuss you're fate" she said releasing, and turning sharply on her heels. She shook her head, and entered her room.

She shut the door behind. Before she knew it she was swept up in the hands of Erik. He looked at her, his gray eyes pouring into her. She smiled. "You sang like an Angel." He said smiling. She smiled and huged him.

"Thanks to my teacher" she said softly. He smiled and kissed her passionately, lifting her off her feet. Charlotte loved being around Erik, she knew, he cared for her deeply, he care more about her than his own life. He set her down and smiled at her.

"I saw someone speaking to you… is this of any concern?" he asked her. She nodded and cocked her head slightly.

"It was my mother" she said shrugging. "I do believe it's time for her to ruin my life" she said sighing. "I know she wants me to marry a man of great wealth, so she my father can wallow in even more money" she refused to look at Erik at that point but then looked at him, and gave him a reassuring half smile.

"I won't let her ruin you life" he said softly. Erik got down on one knee. "Charlotte, I've loved you from the moment I met you, will you do me the honor of being my wife?" he asked taking a small box out of his coat pocket and cracking it open.

"Erik…" she sighed "OFCOURSE!" He slipped the ring on her finger. He stood up and held her tight against his chest.

"I have to have diner with my mother tomorrow, you're coming with me" she said breaking away from him. He raised an eyebrow. "I have a plan." She said softly.

Madam Gabriels and her husband waited for their daughter, and other guests to arrive at their big estate. They were both reading, him, a newspaper, her, a novel. When they heard the doorbell ring.

The butler answered the door and escorted the Chaney family into the drawing room.

Short… but effective.

Thanks EVERY One for the Coments… they push me to write… I dunno if I'll be writing until school ends… trying hard to pull up my algebra grade… so if there are no real chapters until after June 9th.. FORGIVE ME