Mirror | By : BellaLaura Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > AU/AR Views: 6356 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/n- Sorry so short life has been busy with school and whatnot (and front row POTO tickets squeeee) Will update more soon!
Chapter 13
Erik?"
He found himself unable to ignore the sound of her voice.
"I know you can hear me."
Erik walked slowly to the end of the corridor, facing the mirror he had so recently sworn to never go near again.
Yes... your word is good for much isn't it?
Ignoring the harsh voice, he stood close to the glass and stared through his reflection at the view of the room beyond. Sarah came walking in from the right, slowly....warily looking around the room.
"I know you're here...somewhere." Sarah walked through the room, her hands gliding over the furniture as she made her way to the piano. She opened the cover and played the notes of the morning's melody. "I heard you."
She turned and faced the mirror, and Erik could see the determined set of her jaw combined with the worried doubt in her eyes.
She still thinks she has imagined you.. the voice leered at him again. Such a beauty hovering on the edge of madness. All thanks to you, friend.
No, not this time. This time I set it right.
Sarah walked to stand in front of the mirror, and even in her disheveled state Erik felt his body involuntarily tighten at the sight of her.
You've been here before, remember? Another time, another woman.....you know the end will be the same. Turn around fool.
No...this is not the same. Erik felt the waves of regret, of anger, of unrequited love wash over him. Sarah is not Christine.
Not yet...at the rate you are going she'll be in a far worse state than when Christine escaped with her vicomte.
Enough! For once I will not hide.
Sarah reached towards the glass, a single fingertip touching her reflection. A gasp escaped her as the glass wavered like a disturbed puddle of water, and a black gloved hand took hers. In one unexplainable instant he was there, his tall form consuming the space in front of her.
"Mademoiselle." His voice was low as he kissed her hand and bowed with the elegance of a bygone era.
Sarah snatched her hand away as she took several steps back, her bravado fading with the realization of the man in her home. "Erik?"
"Indeed."
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