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Chapter one

Beautiful day. A beautiful day for a beautiful wedding. The sky was blue like the ocean, the sun was shining brightly and the scent of spring-flowers filled the air. Everything seemed exquisite for the naïve bride.

Christine Daaé was standing at the enormous entrance of the church. Her body was wrapped in a snow-white dress, elbow-length gloves covered her delicate hands and arms and she was carrying a bouquet of white roses. Her hair was hanging freely down her back and the warm breeze caressed the chestnut curls. She glowed in the sunshine.

The building was filled with people and everybody went quiet as they glimpsed the amazing bride. Tears of joy filled her eyes as she slowly approached the altar lead by her father. As she went she saw her mother crying from happiness and several others were fighting back tears too. But when she reached his groom everything else vanished and only the two of them existed.

Oh yes, the groom. The always perfect Raoul de Chagny. Blondish hair, perky blue eyes, boyish smile… and the perfect gentleman every time.

'We are gathered here today to celebrate one of life's greatest moments, to give recognition to the worth and beauty of love, and to add our best wishes to the words which shall unite Christine Daaé and Raoul de Chagny in marriage' the priest started the ceremony.

'Should there be anyone who has cause why this couple should not be united in marriage, they must speak now or forever hold their peace.' Of course nobody spoke. Why would have? They were the ideal couple. Young, happy, well-off and they loved each other. At least everybody thought they did. Even Christine.

Everything happened as it should have. Women cried, children got bored, wedded men pitied their new companion in distress.

'Raoul, do you take Christine to be your Wife?' the priest asked.

'I do.'

'Do you promise to love, honor, cherish and protecther, forsaking all others and holding only unto her?'

'I do.'

At that moment Christine was the happiest woman on the Earth. She felt dizzy, her legs shook, she couldn't believe that this was happening to her. God, she was marrying her childhood sweetheart, the man she's been in love with since she was twelve.

'Christine, do you take Raoul to be your Husband?'

'I do.'

'Do you promise to love, honorcherish and protect him, forsaking all others and holding only unto him?'

'I do.'

'Wedding rings are an outward and visible sign of an inward spiritual grace and the unbroken circle of love, signifying to all the union of this man and this woman in marriage.'

They took the rings and exchanged the vows.

'I, Christine Daaé take thee, Raoul de Chagny to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness or in health, to love and to cherish, 'til death do us part.' Christine said pushing the ring up to her soon-to-be husband's finger.

'I, Raoul de Chagny take thee, Christine Daaé to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness or in health, to love and to cherish, 'til death do us part.' Raoul repeated Christine's words and he too pushed the ring up to her finger.

'In so much as the two of you have agreed to live together in Holy Matrimony, have promised your love for each other by these vows, the joining of your hands and the giving of these rings, I now declare you to be Husband and Wife.' The guests already applauded not even waiting for the end of the priest's text. 'Whom God had joined together, let no one put asunder' the priest said over the voices of the celebrators. May the Lord bless you and keep you. May the Lord make his face shine upon you and be gracious unto you. May the Lord lift up his countenance unto to you, and give you peace. Congratulations, you may kiss your bride.'

But the newlyweds were already kissing passionately.

'You've made me the happiest man on the Earth. I promise to make you the happiest woman' Raoul whispered in her ear after they broke their first kiss as a married couple.

'Could it be that his promise had been a lie?' Christine thought as she silently stood at the door of the bedroom. Their bedroom what they shared since the wedding.

Everything came back to her as a whirlwind when she saw her husband in the bed. In their bed. Oh how happy she had been when he had asked her to marry him! How excited she had been on the day of their wedding! How proud she had been walking beside him and knowing that he would always be hers…!

Her life slowly crashed down as she stared at Raoul. Tears brimmed her eyes and turning away she decided to never step into the flat again. The flat that once she called home. Where once she imagined children playing in the living-room while she's cooking dinner and waiting for her husband to come home… But this dream dissolved along with her marriage.

She still heard the pleasurable moans from inside when she stepped through the threshold and she couldn't put the sight of her husband having sex with another from her head. The tears now freely flowed down her cheeks and her vision blurred more and more.

By the time she sat into her car she barely saw. But she didn't care. She started it and drove away. She didn't know where she was going she just had to get as far as possible. Sobs shook her body and she couldn't see the road ahead of her.

She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand to see something but it was far too late. She was driving on full speed and the accident couldn't be avoided.

'Maybe death would be a redemption' she thought before her car crashed into an other coming towards.

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