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Chapter 11 "The Women in the Portrait."

I looked over at the sleeping man who had imposed upon my innocence time and time again, within just a few hours. My cheeks were flush, and tear stained and my whole body ached. I thought the Opera Ghost was cruel and uncaring, but this man was far worse. Erik would have never done this to me. He had even admired my purity and virtue.

I twisted our wedding ring around my finger as I contemplated whether or not to get up. After coming to my decision I stood up, and grabbed my under garments and dress. I got dressed as quickly as possible, careful not to make a noise, and then hurried out the door.

I ran to my room. It seemed almost like a sanctuary in hell. I sat down at my vanity and laid my head down on the table. Tears once again poured from my eyes.

I wept for an endless amount of time. The grandfather clock from down the hall chimed, and soon after Marie came into my room.

"Oh dear, what is it?" She came over to me and sat her hands on my shoulders. I looked up at her dark brown eyes and said:

"I don't think I can stand it here any longer. I miss everything I used to take for granted. I miss my beloved Raoul and the Opera. . ." I sobbed again and discontinued my sentence.

"I'm sure the Master will take you to the Opera if you ask him. Even though it dose not seem like it he wants to make you happy." I nodded and decided to use this to my advantage.

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I sat at the dining room table. Picking at the chicken Henri and I had been served. I looked up at him, and decided to make conversation.

"Who is that women in the portraits?" He looked at me bewildered that I spoke to him.

"That is none of your business."

"If I am to treat you as a husband, it is only right you treat me as a wife." I snapped. He paused and after a long moment he replied:

"She. . ."

Ar'nt I evil Mwa Haa Haa Haa!

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