Unfortunately I still own nothing ;-)
Christine
We began rehearsals for Ill Muto yesterday.
It had been decided that I would play the countess but thankfully Carlotta stormed into the managers office in all her glory and demanded that I be given the silent roll and she be given the singing.
Since seeing my angel over a week ago I have been losing any desire to sing, I sang for him and now he has left me. So I am more than happy to just stay quiet through the production.
The rehearsals have been going well, both yesterday and today with nothing disastrous happening and still nothing has been heard of from the Phantom – no notes or 'accidents', nothing.
I miss my angel so much.
Raoul has been to see me alot over the past week or so, talking of our child hood and bringing back memories of my father, re-opening old hurts that I have long forgotten with the help of my angel.
He has changed a lot through the years. I know that he is a little bit older than me – twenty-three I think but he acts so care free about everything as though he has no responsibilities at all, which I suppose he does not...
Compared to my angel he looks like a young boy, someone whom I could only have a deep affection for as a friend, but never nothing more.
Meg has questioned me every chance she has had over my disappearance and every time I have managed to steer the conversation another direction but she will eventually corner me and try and get all of the story out of me and when she does I do not know what I will tell her.
Her mother has been giving me funny looks since my return. It makes me feel as though she knows more than she gives away – but then Madame Giry is always the one that seems to deliver the 'discovered' letters from the Opera Ghost to the managers, so maybe...?
Little bit short I know, but I promise that the next chap will be longer. But hey, at least we know Raoul is out the picture (romance wise).