Love Lives OnI wept as Christine sang that final note. For an odd reason it felt like the last time.
I was ok with it. I would still compose. Always. Christine does not need to sing anymore. She has done everything I asked of her and more.
During our brief reunion after I noticed it was quiet. I felt my life has not been quiet for a long time.
I noticed Christine looked pale. "Angel are you alright?" I asked letting her sit in a chair. "I'm just tired." She said. She lied. She has never lied to me before. What is happening?
"Christine come, I'll carry you home" I said and she was to tired to protest. Once I got her to bed I saw myself in a tunnel and life flashing before my eyes like a thunder of lightning. I was worried. I sent for a doctor that looked at her for what seemed like hours. My heart was pounding when he opened the door."I'm sorry Mr Destler".
I could not hear anything. It was like a bomb going off beside my and my ears were ringing horribly. The doctor kept talking but I could not hear anything.
"I'm sorry I'm not processing..."
"It's cancer, she's dying I'm sorry"
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FanfictionErik and Christine in New York 1897. Building Phantasma and raising a family. And all the drama that comes with it...