Angsty Inner Musings of the Opera Ghost

Jul 03, 2005 04:10

Christine hasn't written back....

I spoke to her briefly in the mansion. She let me know she'd received the flowers and the note, didn't mention the architectural plans. It was stupid of me to send them! I... now it's just humiliating, the thought that I'd presume she wants to live with me.

I should give up. I should live out my undeath as a Death Eater with a huge salary. But what do I want with money?! Money can't do anything for me. I don't care about exotic wines and living in luxury and wearing fine clothing anymore. Money can't make me happy; it can't bring her back.

Bring her back, God, please...

...

That just made me think of something I'd forgotten to ask her.

When I died so long ago, did she come back to bury me?

She promised she would, just before she left. I made her promise she'd come back. But I never found out whether she did or not.

....What if she didn't?

depression, christine, death

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