At the end of the last chapter, I forgot to tell you that the song in the story was "The Music of the Night" from the musical and soundtrack
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"…I know pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride." Nadir finished. He enjoyed the blush that formed on both their cheeks as the brushed their lips together in a quick kiss. He could tell it would have been more passionate if he hadn't been there, but he had to be there to perform the ceremony for them. "Thank you Nadir. You may leave now." Erik looked him straight in the eye. Nadir knew that there would be nothing in the world that could help him stay and get to know Christine better. Erik might think that he liked her, and then his life would be in danger. "Oh Erik, why can't he stay and have a drink with us? After all, he IS the one who married us. A drink is the least we can do for him." Nadir quickly looked at Erik, expecting his temper to flare up, but, to Nadir's shock, Erik said, "You're right, my dear. Nadir, please stay and have a drink with us, and if you'd like, even dinner." Nadir was stunned. In just the few minutes that he had been down there, he had watched a man, previously a man who would kill anyone without a second thought, bend to a woman's will. Finally, he croaked out, "Yes; thank you very much." Nadir and Erik sat down and Christine went to pour the drinks."
Raoul looked at his watched. 12:01. He knew it. She would not come. Oh well, so much for her career! Then he heard the bell jingle over the door of the café he was in. He looked up in anticipation, but the person was only Madam Giry. "Viscount. I gave Christine your message this morning before practice, and she said that she would have to think about it. Then, in the middle of rehearsal, she fainted on stage. The doctors are with her now, giving her a checkup." Madam Giry hoped that the Viscount would believe her. Everything depended on how well she could, well, how well she was able to lie to him. "I must go her!" Raoul declared, jumping up from the table. "Oh no, Viscount! She is not allowed to have visitors. The doctors and I are the only ones allowed to see her at this time. I promise though, that I will update you as much as I can when I have new information. Can you give me an address where I can reach you if the worse should happen?" Madam Giry wanted it to look like Christine was dying, and if he thought that Christine was dead, he would move on. Of course, it would be a closed casket funeral, if it came to that. Raoul sat back down, dejected. "Well then, send my regrets to Miss Daae, and tell her that I hope she recovers soon." "That I will, Viscount. Goodbye for now." Madam Giry quickly got up from the table and hurried though the door, hoping that he quick flight didn't give the wrong impression, but hopefully he thought she was in a rush to get back to Christine. "I just hope that he doesn't try to go into her room!" Madam Giry thought to herself as she went back into the Opera Populare.
Hope you liked it. Sorry for such a short chapter though. I'm typing this story during my Comp I College Class! Have a great day!
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