You Were All That Mattered

by Christine de Nuit

It has been a year since that dreadful night below the Opera. Lonely and full of guilt, Christine is unhappy in her marriage. After an unexpected event, will she be reunited with the only man she ever loved? EC

8. Chapter Seven

Alright, here's the end. I couldn't leave you in such suspense! Thanks for the continued support, and who knows, I may be doing some more fictions soon! Enjoy!

You Were All That Mattered
Chapter VII

Screaming. All she heard was screaming. Everywhere.

She realized it was her's. Opening her eyes, she found that she was lying in the warmth of her bed. She heard footsteps outside her room.

"Mon ange, what happened?" Erik was by her side in two strides. He gathered her in his arms and kissed her forehead.

"Oh, Erik! It was awful! I dreamt that I had chosen Raoul and we were married. I had a miscarriage and was very unhappy and then you came and we fell in love! But Raoul found out and tried to hurt me so you knocked him unconscious and took me home. And then he came and hurt you before I accidentally killed him... and then..." she choked back a sob, still overcome with all the emotion from this vivid nightmare "...and then you died in my arms after telling me you loved me."

Erik pulled her closer. "Sweetheart, married to the Vicomte? That does sound horrible!"

She gasped and swatted at him. "Erik! Take that smirk off your face! I'm serious! It was horrible; I never want to lose you!"

Erik smiled. "Never, mon ange. And what of the Vicomte?He didn't mean anything to you, in this nightmare of your's?"

Christine smiled shyly and wrapped her arms around his neck. Mon Dieu, how lucky she was to have this man as a husband.

"You were all that mattered".