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Erik looked over as Eva was about to open the curtian to see the wedding dress that lay behind there. He grabbed her hand, "please don't go in there," Eva nodded, Erik looked down at her, his hand slid off her wrist and held onto her hand lightly. "Well, I will go back, see you tomorrow," Eva smiled and Erik handed her, her hat. He lead her back up in silence, and watched as she became Richard, "Erik, I won't be here in the morning, I'm going to my father's grave, will you come with me?" Eva smiled sadly. Erik was surprised, she wanted him in her presence at all, but this was an important and private thing. He looked at her hand, holding his hand gently, as heat rushed to his face, "I will come to get you in the morning," he said as he covered his face. As he went back, he felt alone, and he thought about how easily he fell for Evangeline, and how easily Christine had left his mind.
Evangeline put on a midnight blue dress and a dark cloak, putting the hood on she left her room and made sure the door was locked. She was met with a black horse, it held a note on its reigns, "meet me at the cemetery, I will be waiting, take Caesar," Eva smiled. Getting to the cemetery, she heard the feint sound of metal clanking. Eva followed the sound to the more exquisite part of the cemetery, were more known artists and rich people were buried. When she came to the scene she saw Raoul, Christine, and Erik, the scene was not a good one though. Raoul and Erik were fighting and when Raoul went to strike at Erik's heart, Eva ran in front of Erik and Raoul maneuvered and cut Eva's arm instead. Christine ran over to the girl, "Evangeline!" Erik and Christine yelled as she held her bleeding arm. "He was waiting for me, I invited him," Eva said to Raoul, Erik pulled Eva up and out of Christine's grasp. "I'm fine," she said to both of them as she ripped a piece of her cloak and holding snow to her arm. "How can you be near that?" Raoul questioned angrily, Eva just simply smiled, "I learn to look past anything and everything, because life is to short to feel nothing but love, happiness, and any other good emotion". Raoul's eyes widened, and Eva wrapped her arm, Christine smiled, as Eva helped her up from where she basically dove to see if Eva was alright. Eva held Erik's hand, "do not hurt my friend, or I shall strike you down myself, Raoul DeChaungy," she said as she bowed to both of them and left them to themselves.
Erik looked at Eva, and was saddened at the word 'friend', she didn't think of him as a potential suitor. "Erik, don't worry," she kissed his cheek, "I'm alright, want to say hello to my father?" he smiled. "Yes, that would be appropriate," Eva brushed the snow off of the grave to see the name.
Richard Alexander
1851-1880
Loving father, husband, and son.
"may the angels grace my daughter with a heavenly voice, and a chance to sing with God"
"He thought I'd be a famous opera singer one day, he died when I was ten, but he still believed that I would, and that is why I got nervous when you said I should, I don't want to let you both down," Erik looked down at the woman. He wanted to help her so much, and he could, "I will help you, if you'll allow me, but on two conditions Evangeline". She looked up, "what is it, Erik?" he smiled at how she said his name, but continued, "live in the catacombs with me and quit your job". Evangeline looked up and the silence went on for a bit as she put some flowers down. She looked back up smiling, "agreed," Erik smiled as she held out her hand and he did the same as they shook on it. Eva looked at their hands and blushed a bit, she didn't understand as her heart beat faster. Christine saw everything, and waited for a chance to speak with Eva again before Erik brought her down.
That night, Eva was preparing her stuff, which wasn't much, but it was all she had, a knock sounded and Eva was dressed as Richard, just in case. "Christine, what is it?" she looked as if she was distraught, "are you going with the phantom?" Eva smiled and a blush covered her cheeks, "yes". Christine saw the blush, "are you in love with him?" Eva's eyes widened, she finally got it, that feeling that she felt like hiding from Erik. "I -I'm not sure what love exactly feels like but I feel confused," Christine smiled, "love is confusing," Eva smiled and was hugged by Christine. "Good luck, I hope your feelings are returned," Eva smiled wider as Christine left.
Eva waited for him to arrive, and when he came to her door her heart beat was faster than it was. He smiled and held out his hand, and she took it happily.