"It's beautiful!"my daughter exclaimed as she tried to put the necklace around her neck. "I will help you" I said as I took the two ends of the necklace and hooked them together with the clasp. I let go of the necklace and Kelsey stared down at the music note charm. She gasped at it in awe. I knew she loved it. Christine loved it as well. "I knew you would like it" Christine said as she reappeared. Christine walked to Kelsey and they both embraced. "Good morning Erik" my angel said. "Your name is Erik?" my daughter asked. "Yes ma cherie, it is." "That's a wonderful name father."

July 3

"Happy birthday Kelsey!" Christine and I said. It was Kelsey's thirteenth birthday. "Thank you mother and father!" Kelsey replied. I had a large thing wrapped in paper. It was about the size of my piano. Kelsey unwrapped the colossal blob of paper, to find a white, gold and elegant piano just her size. She gasped and she sat down on the bench; looking at the ivory keys. I have taught her everything she needed to know about reading music, and now she can compose music on her own. Kelsey played The Music of the Night on the piano. Christine and I watched our daughter in awe and thought of what a great singer and composer she had become. When she finished the song, we both clapped. Kelsey bowed and we all laughed. Kelsey ran to us and hugged us both. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Kelsey said jumping for joy. I chuckled, "Ok. I think that's enough thank yous for one day." Kelsey giggled.

3 years later: Kelsey's POV

Father, and I are going to The Opera Populaire! That's where mother and father met. I was excited. Even though I was sixteen. After a few months, three years ago, mother disappeared when father was caring for me on his own. I miss my mother. I wish I could see her... Anyway, father said to be quiet so we wouldn't get caught from the mob. Father told me why the mob was after him. I don't really know how to explain what I think about that. We were about to go into the mirror where mother went with father down to his lair, when a person from the mob found us. He had a gun in his hand. I was scared. I hid behind my father. He was shielding me with his arms and yelled at the man. I couldn't hear the conversation, because I was thinking about the gun in the man's hands. Then I heard father say, "Kelsey! Go now!" I scurried through the mirror. I was safe inside when I heard a gunshot. Oh my god. My father got shot!

I rushed to him.; blood gushing out of his heart. I was crying my heart out, when I started at the man who killed my father. "How could you? He was my father you idiot! He was everything to me, but you killed him didn't you? GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE! I WILL MAKE YOU PAY SOMEDAY! Someday, I will find you and I will make you pay for what you've done!" The man ran out of the room. He dropped his gun. I didn't care about the gun; I cared about my father.

"K-Kelsey."

"Oh my god father. You're going to be ok. Just stay with me ok?"

"Kelsey, p-please, dont c-cry ma cherie-e."

"Father. Don't leave me alone. I will get some help!"

"N-no. It's o-ok. I c-can see your m-mother. P-promise me y-you will live your life. Live your d-dream."

"I promise father."

"K-kelsey, I love y-you."

"I love you too."

"I will send you the Angel of Music to guide you."

"YOU are my Angel of Music."

"Just remember, love never dies. N-never f-forget. K-kelsey, m-my daughter."

He was gone. Gone forever. I cried on my father's body. His blood stained my dress as I layed there. Nobody was there to comfort me. I picked up my father's body and carried it to the gondola. I set my father in the boat, and I grabbed the pole and rowed until I came to my father's old home; candles everywhere. A room carved into the cave, and a grand piano that looked deserted for many years. I stepped out of the boat and grabbed my father's body. I carried it to the bed in the small room and layed him down. I gently took off his mask and I kissed him on the cheek. I jumped into bed. I snuggled my body up against his bloody one. I then cried myself to sleep.