My dearest readers,

This is a very important note. I have to inform you that this will be the last chapter of the story. I also regret to inform you that it will have a twist, which may surprise some of you immensely. But, I do have some good news. I shall be writing a sequel of what happens after this story is completed. The ending may not make some of you too happy. But please, in your reviews, DON'T KILL ME! I just thought that this would be an appropriate ending for this story. So….on with the story!

Christine opened the door to Erik's room. She found lying face down on the bed, his face smashed into the pillow. He just lied there, in a way that made Christine cringe. Almost like a corpse…

"Erik. Please forgive me intruding…. but I wanted to make sure you were all right."

Erik made a muffled noise from the pillow.

"Erik? I can't understand you. Please sit up."

Erik lifted his head up a little bit, but didn't turn to face her. "No. I like this pillow." He then smashed his face back into it.

"Maybe the pillow doesn't like you smashing your face into it." Christine said, trying to make Erik say something.

Another muffled noise. Christine put her hand on Erik's back, he scooted away from her slightly.

"Oh stop it Erik! I want to talk to you."

Erik lifted up from the pillow. "Why? Came to say that you want a divorce because you can't stand being married to a homicidal maniac?"

"No Erik. It was my fault for snooping in the first place. I came to say that I'm sorry." Christine lowered her head.

"Why? You had a right to know."

"I know that your past was bad Erik. And I also know that you have changed."

Erik mumbled something that Christine couldn't understand and then shoved his head in the pillow again.

"Why won't you let me see your face Erik?"

Another muffled noise. Christine suddenly became scared; she remembered when Erik had burned himself with that candle when he had told her about taking her virginity.

"Erik! What did you do to your face?"

No reply. Christine suddenly took hold of his shoulders and jerked him up to face him. Erik was taken by shock, so he could not prevent her from seeing what he had tried so hard to prevent.

Christine gasped at what she saw. Erik had deep cuts on the right side of his face, where the skin was raw anyway from his deformity. Luckily he hadn't done anything to the left side of his face, the mask would still cover everything up.

"Erik! Why? Why Erik? Why did you do this? It was my fault! My fault!" Christine shrieked uncontrollably.

Erik shrank back from her grasp, Christine was actually frightening him.

"Christine calm down! Christine! You're under enough stress with the baby being gone! You don't need any more stress! Please calm down!"

Christine continued to scream, whether by madness of what he had done, or by sheer mental breakdown Erik couldn't be sure. Soon Christine stopped screaming and fainted into Erik's arms.

"No…..no…." Erik muttered fearfully. He had known people to die from stress, and with the stress of losing the baby, and his own stupid actions, he knew that he needed to get her to a doctor soon.

Erik replaced the mask, so as not to scare Valerie and quickly picked up Christine's limp form and ran down the stairs.

"Valerie! Valerie please come fast! We need to take your Mother to the doctor quickly!"

Valerie ran in the room. "What's wrong Papa? What happened?"

"I shall explain later. Get on your coat and call a cab quickly." Erik said loudly.

Valerie realized the seriousness of it all and ran out to fetch a cab. "Okay Papa!"

Erik ran out the door and quickly hopped into the cab. "To the Hospital! Hurry! Please Hurry!"

The Driver nodded and whipped the horses to go.

The whole way there Erik cried into Christine's hair. "This is all my fault…. I am so bloody stupid! Damn! Damn it!"

"Papa? What is going to happen?" Valerie asked meekly.

"I don't know my darling. I don't know. Let us hope for the best."

"Please get well Mama. We love you. We want you to get better." Valerie whispered into Christine's ear.

The Driver pulled up to the Hospital and Erik quickly rushed out, Valerie running to keep up. Erik burst through the doors. "Please! Help me! Somebody help my wife!"

A nurse rushed up. "Sir, what is wrong with her?"

"Stress. Too much stress… she passed out."

"Oh dear. That could be bad."

"I am WELL aware that it's bad! I am not bloody stupid! Please help her!" Erik screamed

"Sir calm down! We will help your wife the best we can."

The Nurse rushed Christine down the hall into a room.

Hours passed. The only relief Erik gained in that time was having Valerie by his side. In that time, the whole waiting room became anxious to see what was going to happen with the poor man's wife.

The Doctor came out after seven hours had passed. Erik stood up. He looked at him hopefully.

The Doctor said something softly to Erik and hung his head. The others waited for the response.

Erik fell to his knees and his cry of grief and rage was explanation enough.

That is the end of this part of the story. Yes, Christine died. The next chapter will tell about Erik and Valerie's life after her death. I know that many of you will murder me for this story. But just wait, things truly aren't as bad as they seem. Also, be on the lookout for the finishing chapters of my others stories, and the new story I shall be writing. I thank my reviewers for all the support they have given me in this, I shall be writing many more stories to come. Till then Adieu!