Christine sat on the sandy shoreline, just beyond the De Chagny Estate where she was staying with Raoul and his family.
She had her arms around her knees and pulled them closer to her body. She couldn't lose this feeling of unhappiness, though she knew her current status was one that many girls would love to have…she, Christine, a lowly chorus girl was set to marry Viscount Raoul De Chagny! She was even living at his family's home, seeing as her home had been practically destroyed. Yet…she wasn't happy.
Maybe it was the way that, though nice enough to her face, Raoul's family thought she was not good enough to marry him. Oh, his two older sisters were perfectly friendly towards her…but how many times had Christine passed by rooms, hearing inside the discussion of how embarrassing the situation was.
How Raoul was clearly a smitten young man who did not realize how above his fiancée he was. Christine knew that all that was true, but she had hoped that Raoul's family would see past it and love her the way that he did.
Christine sighed. It was more than that, though, she told herself. It was the voice that she still heard in her dreams that was making it hard for her to adjust to this new life.
The voice, singing so lovingly to her, so gently…and yet so passionately. "Stop it, stop thinking of him!" she chastised herself out loud. "You made your choice, and Raoul loves you. He's never lied to you or threatened you," She said. 'Or made you feel alive with passion, or made you desire him' she thought inwardly. It was true; as much as she loved Raoul she never felt the passion in his kisses that she felt with the Phantom. She sighed again, not realizing that someone was watching her.