A/N: I know it has been so long since I wrote. To be frank, I thought I wasn't going to write anymore but recently I thought that I would give it a shot. Thank you for your reviews and feedback. It is highly appreciated. Hopefully I will keep my promise and upload sooner rather than later. However, until then, I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Chapter 5:
The journey was long and tedious. For the most part, Monique and her ballet mistress slept. To say the least, it had been a long and eventful night. Their rest was well earned.
Erik couldn't sleep. To say that it had been a long night would be an exaggeration. It had been so long since he had talked to Madame Giry, he found himself unable to form a sentence around her. It was as though he had completely lost any ability he had to interact with a woman. He had already given Miss Daae the wrong impression. He simply couldn't afford to do the same to Antoinette. She meant too much to him.
As they slept, he wondered about what their future would be like. Perhaps more children would follow. Meg would visit occasionally with a family of her own. At last he would be at peace. He would compose with the love of his life supportively by his side. Would she ever dance again? Regardless, he would love her and be proud of every one of her accomplishments. His pain would cease.
However, the more he dreamt of this perfect future the more doubt and anxiety returned to his conscience. He sighed.