I can be so mean when I wanna be
I am capable of really anything
I can cut you into pieces
But my heart is broken

Please Don't Leave Me - P!NK

The words became a story to entrance me as we walked through Paris.

"The Phantom's true name is Erik Destler. Seeing as your name is Miss Destler, I guess he really is your brother. He came to Paris eleven years ago. It would've made you roughly 5." Riding on the black mare. Mane as white as snow, but coat the shiniest obsidian. "He took over the opera house at 13 thanks to a kind girl-child named Madame Giry who became a ballet teacher in the house." Kind eyes helping me down into the cellar as he rushed in front of us at a speedy pace to get to his home. "When he turned 20, a young woman by the last name of Daee entered and stole his heart." The young beautiful voice singing about an angel. "Erik turned his sister on the streets only to take her back after the young Daee had cried out in shame at his face. He used poison to erase her memory." The ruined dress. The poison lessons. The rape. THE RAPE! THE FILTHY MAN, WITH FISH STAINED HANDS AND AN EVIL GRIN! THE LAUGH! "Miss Destler! Are you ok!?" THE GUNSHOTS RIPPING THROUGH THE NIGHT, NOT FAST ENOUGH TO SAVE VIRTUE! "Help! Somebody! Anybody! Take her to Nadir's! PLEASE!"