Christine did not know what to think. Keeping up a happy face in front of Erik was getting harder. What if the baby is Raouls? What if it isn't? What if..." Her mind swarmed with worries. She thought about trying to kill the child.
"No…Erik wouldn't like that idea." She thought aloud.
"I wouldn't like what idea? Erik asked coming out of the shadows. He had been away for some hours looking for a safe haven for his new wife and unborn child. The search had been fruitless. This was going to be hard. The Opera house was looking better and better. He had to continue.
"Oh nothing honey. Just thinking of baby names. Was thinking about naming the child after you. You are the father after all." I hope.
I hope. Erik had no idea he and Christine had the same worries. All I can do it wish. After all…She wasn't with that monster all that long.
Raoul sat in his office staring up at the moon. The stars glittered in the night sky. His mind slowly slipped into thoughts of Christine. He thought back to that night with her. The scent of her, thefeel of her, and theway her pale skin glowed in the moonlight. These thoughts began to give him an errection. He quickly banished the thoughts from his mind. He decided to call it a night.
Victoria will do tonight. He thought. But soon SHE will be here to tend to my needs.
Erik lay on the cement floor of the pipe. His thoughts were choatic. What was the possibility of the baby being his? Would Christine have told him if it wasnt his? She was far enough along for it to be his. He had finally just given up on sleep.
Christine tossed and turned.
What if the baby came out looking like Raoul. What if it looked like Erik? Whos is the father of my baby? Will Erik love it if it is Raouls? Should I tell him how I feel about it? What if I just give birth to it then leave it? I cant do that. Oh...what am I going to do? Erik must be so scared. What have I done to my Angel of Music?