{Twenty-Five ~ Memories} {Audio//French and Text}
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Think of it, a secret engagement.... look, your future bride... Just think of it...
Just think of it...
[Sigh.]
I thought I was past wanting to go home. Past longing for Raoul, for Meg and Madame and even the Populaire itself. Past longing for... for Erik. But it's as if nothing has changed. Why am I so stupid? I could never go back now, not after everything that's happened. How could I go back to the quaint little life of a vicomtess-to-be after spending time in a place as free, as exciting, as dangerous as this?
Other people have friends from their worlds, but would it be fair to pull everyone from their lives and subject them to what I've been through just so I don't miss them? No, that's just me being selfish. Again. I... I don't even know if I still love Raoul now. Oh, if I am to be so changeable, perhaps it is a good thing I was brought here!
Why am I so selfish?
...Masquerade... Paper faces on parade... Masquerade... Hide your face so the world will never find you...
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[Text]
If anyone needs me, I'll be in the gym.
Happy New Year, I suppose.