Celestina... a name that means 'heavenly'... her voice fits her name perfectly...
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Celestina is the younger sister of the Prima Donna herself, Carlotta. Every day, she assists her sister, trying to ple...
I must've been seeing things. That couldn't possibly be him...
Wait, was he the one who dropped the scenery on my sister? I vaguely remember hearing the stagehand claim he wasn't at his post...
I shook the thought from my mind and began to change for tonight's event, where I would be backstage, as usual. But I swear I saw him...
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I put on the dress, often looking behind me to see if he was back. Once I put on the gown, I pulled up my hair into a knot and went down behind the stage.
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I watched in slight envy as Christine sang the song I'd sung earlier, gaining great applause at the end. Oh, how I wished it were me outside instead.
Time Skip
Once the show was over, I went back to my room, stumbling slightly from the bit of wine I had (I wasn't used to drinking) and tiredness. Pushing open the door, I looked up and my heart dropped.
There he stood, the man who I'd seen earlier in the mirror. I gasped and he turned towards me. In his hands was my music.
"Who..." I was terrified. My mind flashed to before the show when the stagehand had continued to tell the stories of this man, who would hang anyone in his path.
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