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Christine's POV
" Wait do you mean she passed away last night," I cry, my heart breaking. " She didn't tell you," Mr. Willams asks. " Tell me what," I ask, completely confused. " Madame Giry was very ill, she knew she had only a few weeks to live," he says.
" That can't be true, just a few weeks ago she was playing with my girls, you can't be telling me that she never told me that she was dying," I say, almost yelling at him. " She came to me a few weeks ago about her will, I had just assumed that she had told you," he says.
" What will, she never informed me," I ask looking at Erik whose face showed no expression. " Madame Giry included you in her will," he says.
" Oh," I say, " what did she leave us," I ask. Mr. Williams pulled out a piece of paper and began to read.
" To Christine Destler, I leave to her my ballet job at the Opera Populaire, for I know she'll do well teaching. I also leave to her my cane, so she can remember me. And finally I leave her a select portion of my money," he tells me.
He the turns and looks at Erik, " To Erik, I leave my collection of old Opera's, and I hope he will make use of them as he now owns the opera. And finally I leave to him, another portion of my money," he says.
Erik nods and Mr. Williams gets up, " I am sorry to have troubled you with this news, but I do have to get going," he says. " I'll show you out," I say and lead him out.
I shut the door and collapse onto the ground. " Christine," Erik says and runs up to me and holds me in his arms. " She can't be gone, she can't," I cry as I sob into his chest. " It'll be alright Christine," he says, but I shake my head.
" I lost to many people I love, I lost my father, I lost Meg, and now Madame Giry," I cry. " Let's get you to bed," Erik says as he picks me up and carries me up to our room. He lays me down on our bed and gently kisses my forehead.
" Sleep my Christine," he says.
A Week Later
" Angel wake up," Erik's voice says, calling me from my deep sleep. I open my eyes to see him standing there with roses in his hand. I smile, " What are these for," I ask him. He hands them to me and I smell them.
" Well a certain prima donna has a performance today," he says and kisses the top of my head. My smile falters and I look down. His hands cup my face as he tilts my head to face him. " Angel, what is it," he asks me.
" What if they hate me, what if my voice fails," I blurt out. " Believe me, I have trained you well enough, nothing will happen," he says and smirks. I nod and get up, " Let's head to the theatre," I say, as I changed into a dress.
We head down the stairs and I grab a jacket as we exit the house. The was a carriage waiting for us outside and he opens the door and helps me in.
The ride goes by slowly and my hands start to shake as the theatre appears. " I don't know if I can do this Erik, I'm scared," I say, my voice shaking. " You will and you can," he says.
The carriage stops and we get out. I see a line forming outside the box office. The second I step onto the ground everyone turns around and smiles and runs towards me.
A little girl runs up to me and holds out a piece of paper. " Can you sign this please," she asks sweetly. " Of course, what's your name," I ask her. " My name is Emily," she says and I smile and sign it. " Thank you," she says and runs towards me.
" Miss Daae, can we have a picture," a woman with her family asks. " Of course," I say and walk over to them. " We had no idea that we would get to see you preform when we came here for a trip," the mother says.
The camera flashes and I turn towards the family, " My husband," I say pointing to Erik who was answering questions, " just asked me if I would sing, so I agreed," I say smiling at him. " You two are a wonderful couple," the mother says, " He's a lucky man," the father says and the woman smacks him teasingly.
Erik looks at me and dismisses the reporters. He walks over and kisses my head. " Mr. Destler, it's an honor to meet the man behind this music," the mother says.
Erik smiles and shakes her hand, " Are you here to see the show," he asks the family. " Yes, we just barely got tickets, my youngest daughter dreams of being a singer and your wife is so well known and is amazing so we bought tickets to see her sing," the mother says.
The little girl walks up behind me and smiles widely, " Mother it's her, it's Christine Daae," she says excitedly. " Yes it is," the mother says and smiles at her. " Hello, what's your name," I ask the little girl, and she smiles widely, " My name is Marie," she says shyly, while twisting her braids.
" Well if my husband agrees," I say and look at him, " would you and your family like a backstage pass after the show," I ask. " Would you mind Mr. Destler," the mother asks. " Of course not, your daughter reminds me of ours," he says and wraps his hand around my waist.
" That's amazing," the mother says and the little girl jumps up and down. " I'l have one of my men collect your family after the performance," he says and leads me inside.
" Now are you ready," he ask, leading me to my dressing room. He sets me down in the chair and kisses my neck. " Erik," I say teasingly," I have to get changed." He laughs gently, " I'll help you with that," he says. I turn around and smile at him and gently kiss his lips.
He walks into the closet and grabs a familiar blue dress. " Erik," I cry happily, " remember those days, when you found out about Gustave," I say and lay a hand on his face. " We were married soon after," he says.
" Well aren't you going to help me get dressed, I have ten minutes," I say smiling at him. He smiles back and grabs my waist and brings me closer to him. His hands gently unzip the back of my dress and his hands delicately trace figures on my back as my dress drops.
He pulls out the other dress and helps me step into it. I pull it up and slip my arms through the sleeves. He slowly ties the dress up, his fingers gently dancing across my back. He grabs the sapphire necklace and secures it around my neck.
" It's time Miss Daae," the stage manager says behind the door. I turn to Erik and kiss him, " Come on," I say.
I can see a full crowd as I walk towards the stage and Erik releases my hand and kisses my forehead. He walks onto the stage and the crowd erupts with cheers.
" It is my greatest honor to introduce to you Christine Destler, as she sings for you today. If she doesn't mind would my angel of music please join me on the stage before she performs," he says and looks at me.
I smile at him and walk onto the stage and the crowd erupts into cheers. I walk to Erik and he grabs my hand and kisses it. " Do you have any words to say," he asks me.
" I want to dedicate my performance today to my old friend Madame Giry and to her daughter Meg Giry, who were like family to me, sadly they cannot be here with us," I say. " I would also like to dedicate this performance to my husband, my angel of music and mentor. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here right now, nor would I have my five children," I say and look at him, " I love him and I want to say, that love never dies."
He smiles and kisses me and I wrap my arms around his neck. I smile and he kisses my forehead. he turns back towards the audience.
" And now I present to you direct from Paris, France, my angel of music, Miss Christine Daae."
Who knows when love begins
Who knows what makes it start
One day it's simply there
Alive inside your heart
It slips into your thoughts
It infiltrates your soul
It takes you by surprise
Then seizes full control
Try to deny it
And try to protest
But love won't let you go
Once you've been possessed
Love never dies
Love never falters
Once it has spoken
Love is yours
Love never fades
Love never alters
Hearts may get broken
Love endures
Hearts may get broken
Love endures
And soon as you submit
Surrender flesh and bone
That love takes on a life
Much bigger than your own
It uses you at whim
And drives you to despair
And forces you to feel
More joy than you can bear
Love gives you pleasure
And love brings you pain
And yet when both are gone
Love will still remain
Once it has spoken
Love is yours
Love never dies
Love never alters
Hearts may get broken
Love endures
Hearts may get broken
Love never dies
Love will continue
Love keeps on beating
When you're gone
Love never dies
Once it is in you
Life may be fleeting
Love lives on
Life may be fleeting
Love lives on