And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Christine looked at her beloved Raoul. He was saturated, looking as if he had swum through the ocean. He was barely breathing, with lips turning blue and deep breaths that seemed to not help at all. She wanted to go run and comfort him. She needed him to be safe for her sake. Christine knew that she couldn't live with the thought of him being dead for her.
Christine had always dreamed of what true love would feel like. Now she knew perfectly well what it was. She cared for Raoul so much that she would be locked in a cage so he could fly free. Lovebirds need to defend each other.