Chapter 3: How Could You?
"You came back quickly, Christine. Why, you were only out for two hours. Are you sure you have found the right gown?" Raoul was very uncertain at the moment for he knew Christine was very picky and had to have precisely what she wanted and knew exactly how she wanted it.
"Yes, I found the ideal gown for our perfect day. It is like it was made for me." Soon after she had said this, Christine had looked at the dress under the heavy dust cover it had been placed in. "I can't show it to you yet. It will have to be a surprise next Sunday." Wait, it was already Wednesday and she was getting married in a week from Sunday! "Oh my! We have so much to do and…"
"Wait, dear. I have already taken care of everything. I have ordered that red roses from the flower Shoppe which I'm still mad that you choose roses just because it reminds me of him."
"Don't call Erik a "thing"! He is a living being just like you and I! Just because he is disfigured doesn't mean he doesn't have feelings, Raoul! You know, some times I wish I had gone with him instead of you." She couldn't believe she had just said that. Looking at Raoul furiously, she grabbed her dress and went upstairs to her room.
After Christine had controlled her sobbing, she attempted to go back to Raoul to apologize for earlier that morning.
It was around noon and she knew she could find him in his study. She stood in the doorway until he finally noticed her. He had been sorting out wedding information that was in the way of his thoughts.
"What are you doing, Raoul? You look awfully busy. Do you need any help?" she said approaching him with one hand on his shoulder. He immediately turned and slapped her across the cheek and pinned her to the floor.
"What were you doing at the Opera Populaire? I told you to never see that hideous murderer again! Why must you act like a child, Christine? Why!" he said all of this that made Christine want to just want to kick him where it counts! She stood up and ran off to her garden in the backyard.
"What am I doing? Why did I have to go with Raoul on that very passionate night where I knew I loved Erik, yet my mind went to Raoul?" She asked all of this because she was a little confused about the decisions she had made in that past. "Well, I guess this is the point is no return. I have a wedding next Sunday and I obviously can't do anything to stop it."
Raoul looked her way in the window of his office thinking to himself 'Why?' He was very nervous to see what she would do on their wedding day. What could possibly go wrong?