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It's been far too long.

Sing for me, Christine.

[Her eyes are closed and Erik cannot gauge how she is reacting. She has been avoiding him. And this only confirms it. Something has changed her and he frowns. He did not like this change. He wants her back. He needs her, more than anything else in the world.

And he would do whatever it takes to have her under his spell again.

He steps closer to her, turning her around as he did so and wrapping his arms around her waist.]

I am your angel of music. Come to the angel of music.

[Christine's breath catches in her throat as she feels Erik's arms close around her, and her eyes flutter open briefly before she remembers and squeezes them shut. She goes tense at his touch for a moment before his voice begins to work its magic, sending a tremor through her body, and making her relax a little into his arms. She had almost forgotten how powerful his voice is.

It would be so easy to give in, and allow him to do whatever he wants. It would stop so many people from being at risk if she gives him what he has - so obviously it seems now - craved from the beginning. With his voice ringing in her ears as she stands in his embrace, it seems so clear a solution to simply give in...

Something in the back of her mind is trying to get her attention, though, and as much as she tries to brush it aside, it is persistent. Christine wishes whatever it is would leave her alone.]

Christine...

[He wanted her. That much was evident by the tone of his voice. But was she ready to give herself to him? Had she truly forgotten the life she once had? Could she embrace everything he was offering her?]

I love you.

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