That night I sat in my room at the edge of my bed, awaiting anxiously for my Angel of Music's voice to greet me, to begin today's lesson. Suddenly I felt the familiar presence that I always felt when my teacher entered the room, a cold chill filled the room and I could see the candle's light flickering slightly from an invisible wind.

"Christine, my love you have pleased me greatly with your voice at rehearsal today." He spoke, his voice seeming to come from all around me.

I looked around the room as I always did, wanting to see him but of course, I never could.

"Thank you, I remembered your teachings quite well."

"I shall continue to teach you until your voice begins to soar, my angel you still have much to learn."

I looked at the walls and over at the mirror across from my bed, then stared above at the ceiling still trying to catch a glimpse of my mysterious Angel Of Music.

"Angel, will I ever get to see you or at least catch a glimpse of you for even a moment?" I asked softly.

There was silence for a moment and I feared that I had upset him somehow but then he responded.

"In time, my dear, in time, now shall we start."

I nodded as I stood up making sure to straighten my back and I heard the sound of a violin playing a soft tune as I began to sing.

The next day I stood behind the curtains hearing the chattering of the crowd, feeling the butterflies in my stomach fluttering in anticipation for the show to start. I fiddled with my dress, feeling the palm of my hands begin to sweat and I could hear all the doubts of me really being able to do this filling my brain.

Meg stood behind me squeezing my shoulders in reassurance.

"Christine, the new owners of the Opera House. Firmin and André are here tonight as well, when you do well they'll for sure put you in place of Carlotta as the star of the Opera House, I'm sure of it!"

Her words didn't help my nerves but I knew I had to do well, to do that I would have to push through the nerves and fears that bombarded me now.

As the curtains opened I stepped into the choreography and sang with confidence, making sure that everyone would see that I was composed and perfectly poised.

As soon as I was center stage the music began to quiet and I could hear the low tune of the piano play I looked out to the crowd as I sang.

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"Think of me, think of me fondly When we've said goodbye remember me, once in a while please promise me you'll try. When you find that once again you long to take your heart back and be free If you ever find a moment spare a thought for me!"

I looked up into box 3 and my heart nearly stopped as I saw sitting there, with a wide smile on his face was Raoul.

"We never said our love was evergreen or as unchanging as the sea, but if you can still remember stop and think of me. Think of all the things We've shared and seen don't think about the way things might have been think of me, think of me waking silent and resigned Imagine me trying too hard to put you from my mind. Recall those days, look back on all those times think of the things we'll never do there will never be a day When I won't think of you. Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade, they have their season so do we. But please promise me that sometimes you will think of me!"

My voice ranged with a new sort of confidence as I saw him remembering the times we spent together as children. Remembering how on a cold winter day without a second thought he had dove into the water to retrieve my red scarf that I had dropped.

I smiled at the applause and I looked back to box three and was disappointed to see that it was empty. I almost let my smile fall as I curtsied, wondering if perhaps he didn't remember me at all.

After the performance, there was a celebration people congratulated me as I walked through the crowd. I wasn't used to all of this attention and I more than ever wanted to be away from the crowd.

"Ah, Christine I'm Firmin, I'm sure you've been getting this quite a lot but you have a wonderful voice, I'm sure that didn't just come out of the blue, who have you been getting lessons from?" He asked holding a glass of champagne in his hands.

"I unfortunately don't know his name, Monsieur," I responded politely even though I wanted more than anything to be out of the spotlight.

"Really, well when you do be sure to let me know, I'm sure we could use his help here as well." He told me as he gently patted my shoulder before walking out.

I quickly rushed out of the room full of people and down a set of stairs leading to the chapel, knowing that that would truly be the only place where I could have some peace and quiet.

I sat down on the ground in front of the cross and rows of lit candles which fluttered as a cool breeze came in.

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"Brava, brava, bravissimo," I heard my Angels' voice echo in the chapel and I looked up at the roof, straining my ears to hear his voice again.

"Christine,"

I looked over my shoulder to see Meg smiling at me and in the distance, I could hear a low whisper of my name being echoed back to me.

"Why are you hiding down here, you should be up there celebrating, you were perfect!" She told me as she sat beside me taking my hands into hers.

"Thank you, Meg I guess I'm just not used to all of this attention, I just needed time to myself," I told her with a sigh as I looked behind me knowing that my Angel was still here silently watching from the shadows.

"Christine, what's wrong, you look as if you've seen a ghost." She said, concern filling her voice,

I realized I was shaking, I hadn't realized how frightened I was, feeling as if I was constantly being watched.

I took a deep breath, shifting my gaze to meet Megs'.

"Meg, when I was little, before my Father died he promised me that he would send the angel of music to me and ever since I've been here I have been visited by him."

She curved her eyebrows at me at first confusion spreading across her face then she laughed as she helped me to my feet.

"Christine, you're talking in riddles, you must be exhausted come I'll guide you to your room."

I knew she didn't believe me as we walked out of the chapel and there was no use in trying to convince her otherwise.