Chapter 15- Visions of Family
A jolt awoke Christine and she opened her eyes, confused. It had all been a dream. She looked out the window and realized that she was nearly home. It couldn't be that easy could it? She slumped in her seat in an unladylike fashion and leaned against Raoul.
They finally arrived at the mansion and Christine stepped into the house. Danielle, the nanny, approached Christine. "Madame, the little one is sleeping. She is such an angel." Christine smiled and thanked her and bid her goodnight. Raoul had disappeared, most likely for a nightcap or a cigar.
Christine walked up the stairs towards the nursery. She made sure not to make a lot of noise as she crept into the baby's room. She leaned over the crib and saw that her little baby was sleeping. Christine bent over and kissed her, "Bon soir, goodnight my little Rosalie. Let the Angel of Music sing in your dreams." The little bundle stirred to reveal a tuft of deep curly brown hair. Rosalie's pale cheeks glowed pink under a soft wool blanket.
Christine
kept looking at the baby; observing her soothed the soul. Somehow
gazing at the baby made her feel more complete without music in her
life. She could not wait until she could teach Rosalie all she knew
about singing and the violin. She had a feeling that little Rosalie
would be very musically inclined.
Raoul suddenly walked into the
room, he came up behind her and embraced her from behind. Christine
did not push him away; she needed someone's comfort right now. She
felt so lost and confused; what did she want?
"She is so beautiful, Christine. I can't believe that we finally have a child, a part of you and me together. She looks just like you, ma chérie." Christine nodded biting her lip. She couldn't think about anything that she wanted now, she had a husband, and a child…