Christine and Erik returned tired and went to bed immediately. In the morning after enjoying
another wonderful breakfast Christine sparked conversation.
"Erik, I think now that were married we should move" Erik was shocked but smiled anyway.
"Is that what you want?"
"It really is, I've always dreamed of having a house out in the country. We wouldn't have to move far from the opera house."
"Well we couldn't, you have to come back and sing."
"About fifteen minutes away, I should think."
"I have enough saved up, I think we should really start looking." It was agreed tomorrow they would begin looking at houses. The next day came and they walked out of the Opera House in search of their new home. The carriage ride wasn't long, until they came upon the first house. It was a dump and Christine was appalled. The second house was beautiful. There was a basement and it was closer than the first. They both agreed this was the house they would move to. A few months later things were finally moved into the new house and they both were in love with every part of it. They brought a little of the Opera House with them.. Things were going as planned. A few weeks ago they had attended Meg and Raoul's wedding it was beautiful. It was set on a boat, and Erik was accepted by all. He had quite enjoyed himself. Meg and Raoul decided to move into one of Raoul's family's fine homes. It was beautiful, the best part was it was only ten minutes from Christine and Erik. Meg and Christine stayed close and Meg soon become pregnant. Christine was to be the godmother. They were the lucky ones, all four of them. In this twisted world, somehow they found love. It was the love they had all once dreamed of. Utterly consuming love!
