Hi again everyone hope yall liked the last chapter i decided to go ahead and update so anyone who reviewed I'll reconise you later promise!

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Christine walked into her dressing room finally with Madame Giry at her tail shewing off any annoying fans. Christine sat at her vanity wishing she could go to sleep. They had just finished a performance infront of billions. "You did very well my dear he is pleased with you", with that Madame Giry handed a blood red rose with a signature black satin ribbon tied on it to Christine. Then she exited the room quietly.

"Christine, Christine...",Meg said rushing into the room. "He looked at me and smiled he also seemed to be watching me when I danced and he's so handsome Oh Christine...Meg was cut short as Christine's curiosity got the best of her" Who Meg who?". "The Vicomte silly ",Meg answered but dropped the smile as her friend cringed "Ewww "he is how shall i put it so fancy!", Christine said at the mention of him, she had her thoughts on what a handsome guy should look like and she could not see how the Vicomte was anywhere near the thought! "Oh Meg I'm happy for you I really am it's just oh i don't know he seems like...well he seems like he be good for you...,Christine sighed.

Meg bent over to say a thank you to Christine and noticed the blood red rose. "Christine did the Phantom of the Opera give you this?" ,Meg asked as she rememberd the story Joseph Buquet had once told. "Oh Meg don't be silly there is no such thing. .You remember how i told you about my Angel of music, well I think it was he who gave me this!", Christine eyes wandered to a dreamy stare how she wished her angel was a human of flesh. "Christine why would an angel tie black around anything!", Meg all of a sudden got worried what if it was the phantom pretending to be her angel. Christine yawned and Meg remembered just how late it was her mother was going to kill her she quickly exited the room after hugging Christine.

Christine stared at the rose humming a very familier tune. She got up to change. When she came out she was wearing her corset, underskirt, and her leg stockings with a bueatifull robe that Madme Giry had given her for Christmas around it all. She turned her gaze back to the rose she didn't even notice the hand that reached for the key on the door. When she turned back a deep melodic voice filled the room it was entrancing. She listened carefully and knew excactly who the voice belonged to… her angel!

"Angel I hear you speak I listen stay by my side guild me.Angel my soul was weak forgive me enter at last master!", She sang hoping to finally meet the one who had inspired her voice. His answer was pure and caring "Flattering child you shall know me, see why in shadow I hide look at your face in the mirror I am there inside!" after Christine answered the mirror seemed to magically open and before her stood no angel but a man who was all she dreamed of, a man who was tall and handsome but, there was one difference he had a white mask covering half his face. At first Christine was furious this man who had called himself her angel had lied but in another way she was relieved.

Her wish had come true he was of flesh and blood and was standing before with an inviting hand outstreched to her. With out a second glance she took it and although she could not admit it yet she knew in her heart she had fallen in love with her angel!

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I hope yall enjoyed that as much as i did writing i'll continue updating soon don't forget to review the angel sees the angel knows. HAPPY 4th by the way!

Your always obedient servant,

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