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Entr’acte:

In the weeks following the disaster the Opera was closed, sparing me the pain involved in returning to the building.  Even after it reopened I stayed away.  No one pressured me to return, understanding that I did not want to, but ignorant of my reasons.  I couldn’t go back there, that place that was Erik’s domain, his kingdom, my heart seemed to forbid it.  I had betrayed him and I did not feel I had the right to ask his forgiveness.  I had the tear-drop crystal made into a pendant, so that it was always near me.  When Raoul asked to marry me I gave no answer, not wanting to say yes, but knowing I could not say no.  He put the ring on my finger and walked away, claiming me like some prize he would collect at some future date.  Later I took the ring and hung it with the crystal.  A token for each of them, it remained to see whose I would hurl into the Seine when it was all over.
Eventually though, I grew tired of the inactivity and knew I had to go back.  New Year’s was the time for new beginnings and the date I fixed for my return.  The night of the Masquerade ball was the first time I would enter the repaired Opera.  It had been six months, but I was finally ready to walk within its walls again.
On to Act Two         Sorry, not ready yet!