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here is Chapter 8

Chapter 8 "The Lesson"

April 8th 1873

Dear Diary,

To day I saw the Opera house for the first time since they have rebuilt it. I tried to go see Erik, and I feel horrid I am a married woman and should act like it but I love Erik so dearly I just can't help my self. I sometimes think back to the night after Don Juan and I wonder if I made the wrong decision. I love Raoul but I don't know if that love can even compare to the love I share with Erik. I will now be at the opera house more then usual because I am starting to give voice lessons to younger children. My first lesson is tomorrow, I am teaching the Countesses daughter Charlotte.

The smell of breakfast woke Christine up her deep slumber. She looked over to Raoul's side of the bed and he wasn't there. Christine sighed and sat up, she grabbed the bell that set on her nightstand and gently rang it. With in a few moments Nicolette hurried in.

"Yes Mrs. Did you need something?"

"Actually I was wondering if you would help me with my corset."

"Oh yes I'd be glad to help you Christine." Nicolette said with a smile. Christine smiled and got out of bed. Christine went behind the dressing wall, and Nicolette followed behind her. Christine put the corset around the front of her body, and then Nicolette tied the strings in the back. After about 10 minutes of this daily horror, it was finished and Nicolette left the room. Christine put on the dress she had laid out to where, it was pale blue and had a line of daisies around the shoulder and waistline. Christine walked over to her vanity and tied her hair into a half ponytail. She slipped on shoes that matched her dress then went down stairs to eat breakfast. As she walked down the grand staircase her stomach grumbled. When she made it into the dining room she noticed Raoul sitting at the head of the table reading The Paris Daily. He read the newspaper every morning, he was always so interested in politics and foreign affairs. As she entered Raoul lifted his head from the reading and said

"Oh good morning Love."

"Good Morning darling." Christine said with a sweet smile

Christine sat down in her place next to Raoul. He had his food and was barley eating the bread and jelly on his plate.

"Little Lotte," Raoul said "I'm afraid I won't be able to join you at the opera house today."

"Oh Raoul, why not?"

"A carpenter is coming out to look at the floor plans of the house, I want to make sure we will be comfortable during the summer. I truly am sorry Love but there is no way I can get out of it." Raoul said sympathetically. "When you get done eating Charles has the carriage ready to go for you." Christine sighed and waited patiently for Marie to come with Christine's breakfast.

Marie hurried out of the kitchen with the porcelain plate. Marie set down the plate in front of Christine, and then went back into the kitchen.

Christine finished her breakfast then stood up.

"Here darling I'll walk you out." Raoul said as he stood up. Raoul and Christine walked to the beautiful carriage,

"Christine I love you so much and I am sorry I could not come with you today."

"Oh it's fine I understand," Christine got into the open carriage but before it left she kissed Raoul full on the lips and said "I love you to" As Christine pulled away from Raoul the carriage started moving in a slow walk but by the time they got to the gate the lippizaner horses were at a canter. They Continued at the same speed until they reached town, then they trotted through the busy streets of Paris. Charles stopped when they reached the Opera House, He got off the seat at the front of the carriage and went to help Christine out and to the ground below.

"Thank you Charles" she said with a child like grin. Charles nodded and shut the door behind her, as Christine walked to the large Opera House. She pushed open the Gold doors to reveal the foyer. Christine walked up the gold stairs of the grand staircase. She went down the hall and to the theater. She walked past all the velvet chairs that filled the auditorium. When she finally made it to the stage she walked over to the piano, she took off her clock and set it on top of the piano. Christine sat down at the small piano and started to play, she played a few songs she remembered her father playing on his violin. She started to play Plaisir D'Amour. Christine used to beg her father to play the enchanting song over and over. She remembered dancing to it in the parlor as her father sat in a chair just strumming away at his violin.

As Christine finished the song she noticed a small girl walking in to the theater. Christine immediately stopped playing and stood up.

"You must be Charlotte. I am Christine." Charlotte smiled and slightly rolled her eyes. Christine ignored and said:

"Come let's start." Christine said motioning to the piano. Charlotte walked over to the piano and Christine sat back down on the piano bench.

"Let's start by going up the scale." Christine played a low E then continued Charlotte followed along with her voice. Charlottes voice reminded Christine of a hyena, so Christine did a few more warm ups hoping that, that would help her voice get more accustomed to singing, it didn't help.

Charlotte's lesson went on for about an hour then finally it was over. Christine said goodbye to Charlotte trying to be very polite but Charlotte didn't say anything she just rolled her eyes once more.

Once Charlotte disappeared out the front doors Christine started to play again. She played all the main songs from Don Juan Triumphant. Each note in Past the Point of no Return seemed to captivate Christine's soul, and before she new it she was singing

Past the point no Return.

No going back now

Our passion play has now at last begun

Past all thought of right or wrong

One final Question

How long should we two wait before were one?

When will the blood begin to race?

The sleeping bud burst in to bloom

When will the flames at last consume us?

When she started to sing the next verse a man's voice rang in the empty theater along with hers.

When the song was over Christine stood spellbound for a moment then started to search for Erik. She looked backstage where he was most likely hiding last time, she also looked around in the Orchestra pit. And just as she gave up hope a letter fell from what seemed to be the ceiling. Christine ran to pick it up, it was white with black trim and sealed with a red skull made out of wax. Christine knew whom it was from and quickly opened it. And inside the letter said:

Dear Christine,

I am quite pleased to hear that you bought the Opera House. I must say I was slightly nervous when the decision of who would own my opera house was in the hands of Andre and Firmen. I truly would like to see more of you

-Erik

Christine put down the note and looked up to the catwalk that was built along the ceiling. She saw Erik looking down at her. Christine could not help but smile at him. He looked so out of place in the heavenly scenery, that was painted on the top of the Opera.