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Chapter one: Leaving Raoul

It was ten at night. Christine sat at her writing desk nervously waiting. Raoul was late... again.

Ever since she had refused Erik and had chosen Raoul, things haven't been going smoothly. Raoul always came in from work late with some idiotic excuse every time. And he never seemed to have an explaination for the increasing amount on the monthly bills. Money was spent, and it was not Christine who had spent it.

Ten thirty. Where the heck was he? Suddenly, the door burst open. Raoul walked in with a pale face and bags under his eyes. Christine got up.

"Where on earth have you been, Raoul de Changey?" she asked angrily. Raoul fumbled with the button on his coat.

"Ummm... uhh... great news, dear!" he said. "I've gotten back the money we need to pay our debt!"

"And how exactly?" Christine asked.

"Umm... cock fighting..." Raoul bowed his head. "The owner said I looked like a lucky guy!"

Christine threw up her hands in rage. "So this is what innocent little Raoul was doing all this time?" she yelled. "Betting our savings on COCK FIGHTS?"

"It's sounds bad..." Raoul said. "But ever since I lost my job it's been the only thing I can do to get food on this table, Christine!"

"You lost your job from what exactly?" Christine thundered.

"I fell asleep for one little minute. The boss is an idiot! He doesn't know when to draw the line between slightly tired, and lazy slacker!"

"NO! I am sorry, Raoul de Changey, but it is YOU who doesn't know when to draw the line!" Christine shouted. She ran up to her room, grabbed her suitcase, stuffed a bunch of clothes in it, and headed for the door.

"Wait!" Raoul cried when he saw his fiancee walking toward the door. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going back to where I was happy before I messed up my life!" Christine answered. "The Paris Opera House!" With that, she slammed the door, and left a stunned Raoul to stand and stare.