Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
"Angel of music, you deceived me. I gave you my mind blindly." Christine did not know if it was wise of her to tell the Phantom these words quite yet, but she knew that if she were to stay with him, she would have to come clean. She preferred the Angel of Music over this murderous Phantom of the Opera who everyone fears. Maybe he would pick up on the hint. Christine frowned as the Phantom tightened the lasso around the neck of Raoul.
"YOU TRY MY PATIENCE – MAKE YOUR CHOICE," the Phantom spat angrily. Christine was frightened by the tone and anger in his voice. It sounded so cruel and unwelcoming. She hesitated announcing her choice. Was she sure that she wanted to go live with the Phantom?