He went back up to the mirror. The rumor around the opera house was that Christine was going to dinner with the patron of the opera house. He was furious! How could she go to dinner with him? She had just admitted to loving him! HE came to the mirror and there she was. She had the red dress on that he made her with a green silky cloak on. He paused. How can I ask her who he is? And what if it isn't true. But then why would she be so dressed up? He decided just to confront her.

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She was waiting for Raoul. What was taking him so long? HE was supposed to be here ten minutes ago. Then she heard him.

"Who is he? Who is he that woes you so?"

"Erik? Is that you?"

"You know damn well that it's me Christine! Answer me! Who is he?'

"Raoul de Chaney. He's the patron to the opera house. We're old friends and we're just going out for dinner."

"Well I don't want you to! His intentions are not what they seem! He wishes just to woe you and hopes to win your heart! And in case you forgot you belong to me!"

"What did you say? No one owns me! How dare you say that! I will go to dinner with whomever I damn well wish! And yes my heart you won but you can always lose it!"

"Exactly! You shouldn't go with this man! He just wants to steel your heart from me!"

"No one can do that Erik. Now leave me! You're supposed to be working on your opera aren't you? Don't come to me until the month is over!"
"But Christine what if you fall in love with him too?"

"Then I do! Good-night Erik!"

She walked out of the room steaming. She didn't mean what she said about falling in love with Raoul. But he just made her so mad! She saw Raoul coming. She forced herself to return his smile.

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He stood inside the mirror mad as hell. How could she treat him like this? After all he had done for her! He said silently to himself

"And though you turn from me the phantom of the opera is still your mastermind!"

He decided that he would keep a close eye on her until the month was over. But for no he thought back to my opera.