Kelsey sat down at the piano bench and Christine sat next to her. I walked over to them. Kelsey tapped her hand on the right side of the bench. I sat down next to my twelve-year-old daughter. Then, my angel told her story.
"It was a long time ago, well twelve years ago, when I met your father, I was going to get married to Raoul. Your father and I met when I was singing in Paris. He loved my singing, so he led me down to his lair and gave me singing lessons. He showed me his musical, "Don Juan Triumphant" and I was the star. Your father was in it too. The people of the opera did not like your father, they were too scared of his, well..." "It's alright. You can say it my angel." I said. "Deformity. He was the opera ghost who haunted the opera. Raoul was a childhood friend when we were kids. When he had me, your father grew jealous. No offence to you Erik." my angel said. "None taken." I replied. "So, he brought me back down to his lair and put me in a wedding dress after he killed a man. That happened because I pulled your father's mask off to show everyone that he was not a bad person. Then, Raoul came down. Your father put a hang rope around his neck. I had to choose which one I loved. I begged your father to release him, but he didn't listen. So, I kissed him. He then let him go. Then, an angry mob was after him and he said to promise never to tell a soul about him. I promised. When the mob was gone, it was a few days before my wedding with Raoul. I went back down to the lair to give back the ring that your father put on my finger when he was going to marry me. I cried. I loved him so much, but I couldn't go back now. I already had a husband. A few days later we had you. I knew you were the phantom's baby not Raoul's, because you had his face. I could not keep you because of Raoul. He put all the property and money we had for poker! I left you on the steps of a house. A couple took you in and raised you. As you grew, they knew that you had my singing voice. I tried to visit a few times a year to see you, but I needed money. But, just a few days ago, we went to Coney Island for the money. I was pretending to be your aunt, but I was really your mother Kelsey."
Kelsey's POV
I listened to every little detail of mother's story. Now, I knew the truth.