Erik's POV
Christine. My angel of music and the only person I ever loved was gone;gone forever, for all eternity. I look at my daughter Kelsey; the only thing I have close to Christine. She held my hand so tightly that my hand was numb. She walked close to me and I wrapped my arm around her and told her that it was going to be ok. I looked back at the crowd of people in the street before I led my daughter into my lair. I spoke softly,"are you alright my dear?"
"I'm alright. I just miss Mother. I never knew that she was my mother until she died," she told me. I could barely hear her because of her quiet and fragile voice. I led her to a room with a bed I had hoped would be to her liking, where her mother had often slept when she was in my lair. She looked around the room; she could feel her mother was here and she hugged me. I never had been so happy with this child than now. She opened a drawer and she found some of her mother's jewlery; she put on a blue sapphire gemstone necklace in the shape of a heart and silver lining around it. Next she tried on a blue dress that she found hanging with her blue eyes and blonde hair, she had Christine's face and looked so much like her mother. "I think mother was happy about this room too when she saw it," my daughter said giggling. I picked her up in my arms and hugged her; her arms wrapped around my neck.