+ * "But his voice filled my spirit with a strange, sweet sound...and I heard as I never heard before." 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑷𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒎'𝒔 𝑺𝒐𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒐; 𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒆 Crafted by #WanderingBeauty

"What raging fire shall flood the soul? What rich desire unlocks its door? What sweet seduction lies before us" ~ Christine Daaé ~ Swedish Opera singer at Palais Garnier, Paris "He'll always be there, singing songs in my head.."

He merely shook his head as he took the hand of Elisabeth, kissing it lightly. "It is of no concern", Philippe settled down next to her, pulling the woman her tiny frame into his arms. She was warm, smelling of the memorie of roses. Gently he planted a kiss on her neck.

How he had laughed! his brother, red-cheeked, as a young school boy, in love with the prettiest girl in class!

He was pacing up and down the room, his anger growing by the minute. His brother, being so stupid to offer shelter to an unmarried girl with a baby? Was he completely out of his mind?

"you are not going to say anything? Come to his defence, saying he meant well? Whatever else?" he was practically shouting by now. He had to control himself, turning his back to Elisabeth, he poured himself a drink.