I was on my Honeymoon. Raoul and I went to London for our honeymoon. London was such a beautiful city, but it wasn’t like Paris. Paris had alot of memories for me. Memories with Erik, my one true love. I truly loved him. I loved him better than Raoul. I didn’t ever tell Raoul how much I Loved Erik.
Erik was the person I’ve ever fell in love with. He was so passinate, and when he sang to me, he always made me feel like I was the only one he ever loved. He was such a beautiful person, but he didn’t ever think he was beautiful. He had a deformed face; He had to wear a mask over his face. A Mask was his first gift from his mother. He once told me about her. He said, “She wasn’t very kind to him. She wouldn’t even give me a kiss on my birthday”. When he told me that, I cried in his arms. was the first person he’d ever loved. That will always stay special in my heart, that he loved me.
Raoul and I were having our midnight wine out in our balcony of our Hotel suite room.
“Darling, Are you truly happy with me”? he asked.
“Yes. Darling.”I responded, “Why do you ask that Raoul?” I asked to him.
“You don’t look very happy, Christine. You look very pale.” he said worring over me.
“Raoul, I’m perfectly fine. I just miss Paris that is all”. I responded. Raoul came over to my chair and kissed me on the lips.
“Would it make you happy , if we went back to Paris?” he asked.
“Yes. It would be, but I don’t want to cause any trouble, Darling”. I said.
“Darling, I know you love Paris. We’ll go back home in the morning”. I got up from my chair and hugged Raoul.
“Thank you, Darling”. I kissed him on the lips and ran into our room.
That Night when we went to bed, I dreamed of Erik; Raoul and I didn’t make love that night. I told him, “I didn’t feel very well.” Raoul’s making love, wasn’t like Erik’s. One night, before I left with Raoul, Erik and I made passionate love together. It felt so wonderful to be in his arms. I knew that night, That night was going to be the last time , I’ve ever layed in his arms. It was my first time making love. It was so beautiful; Erik sanged to me, while he held me in hi arms.
The Next morning, Raoul and I left London and went back to Paris. On the ride back to Paris, I dreamed of Paris and Erik. Erik reminded me of Paris. Erik was just as beautiful as Paris was. I guess that’s why I love it so much.
We finally arrived to Paris, Raoul had a chateau there. The Chateau was so beautiful. It looked like it came from a Fairy Tale. Raoul said to me, “This Chateau has been around for a long time, I know you are going to make it so beautiful, my love”. I kissed him on the lips. Our kisses weren’t like Erik’s.
Raoul showed me into the house; It was even more beautiful than the outside of the house . I couldn’t believe I was going to live here. Maybe it wasn’t so bad to marry Raoul. I still have doubts, did I make the right choice. That worries me sometimes.
It had been a week after we had settled into Our Chateau. I had a little garden now outside the house. It was so beautiful. I planted roses, and sunflowers all over the place. Roses reminded me of My Love, Erik. Everytime I smell of a rose, I think of our great love. How special it was. I still dream of the day, We Meet Again.
I went out to the balcony of my bedroom, I whispered the words, “I love you, Erik.” Then suddenly I thought I heard, “I love you, Christine”. Could it be Erik? I thought I was hearing things that day. Sometimes I hear his voice in my head. I hope oneday, Erik and I will be together forever, But I will wait for the day, We Meet Again.
