A week had gone by. Christine's heart was falling in love. Her mind though was clouded with guilt. She still loved Erik, but she was starting to love Raoul as well! What was she going to do? She decided to tell Raoul about Erik and how he reacted would help her decide whom to stay with.

One night she told Raoul to meet her on the roof of the opera house. She knew Raoul thought that she was going to talk about marriage. She knew that he was thinking about it. But marriage was the last thing on Christine's mind right now. She told him to meet him at nine when everyone would more than likely asleep or in bed. He came right at nine as if he was waiting by the door for it to turn nine.

"Hello Christine! I have been waiting for this moment for what seems like a lifetime I…why are you crying?"

"Oh Raoul! It's just horrible what I have to tell you!" she was just about hysterical she turned her back to him, "I should have told you this earlier but I didn't know how to! I'm sorry Raoul I really am!"

"Well it can't be all that bad. What is it? Acne since you are hiding your face? If that is it then you shouldn't be crying it will clear up in time." He almost laughed but decided not to for Christie's sake.

"No! No it is not acne. It is something far more dreadful."

She led him to the bench by the edge of the roof. He took her hand realizing that something was really wrong.

"Well Raoul I guess there's no way of sugar coating this. I meet someone before you…his name is Erik."

She proceeded to tell him of her adventure in the house of her Erik…except the part where she admitting to loving him as she was certain the way he loved her. She didn't want to tell Raoul that now until she got a reaction, no, the right reaction from him. After she told her chilling tale there was silence from Raoul. Then he started laughing! Maybe this means that he accepts Erik too! Christine started to smile as well. But then he said.

"My dear Christine you have quite the imagination don't you!"

"What? I don't understand."

"That was the most thrilling story I've heard in all my years! How did you come up with it?"

She took back her hand so fast that it almost scared Raoul. She was furious and he could tell. But why? This was obviously a joke!

"How dare you! You are the foulest person I have ever known! This is just not some childish game! How dare you!" She ran for the door.

"Wait Christine! You have to be joking!" his temper was rising. "You can not really be telling me that you actually believe in this 'Opera Ghost' can you?"

"It was real Raoul I was there! I saw him!"

He calmed down "What you saw was a dream and nothing more."

"No! It was real! I saw him The Phantom of the Opera!"

"There is no Phantom of the Opera."

"Raoul I've been there to his world! To a world where all must pay homage to music! Raoul I've seen him! Can I ever forget that sight?" she got a dreamy look on her face "But his voice filled my spirit with a strange sweet sound. In that night there was music in my mind. And through music my soul began to soar! And I heard as I'd never heard before."

"What you heard was a dream and nothing more".

"Yet in his eyes all the sadness of the world. Those bleeding eyes that both cried and adored."

"Christine…Christine." He thought a minuet about what she had just told him, "You love him don't you?"

"What?"

"You love him! That's why you brought me here tonight! You just wanted to tell me that it was over between us! Fine! If you want to leave me for some imaginary creature that's in your little fluffy head then that's fine with me. And to think I wanted to marry you! I could never marry a crazy person who makes up imaginary men in masks to brake off a relationship!"

Before Christine could get a word in he ran out the door and slammed it.