Apollo's LyreI could positively taste the sense of urgency in the air, the frantic pulse that beat around us as we stood on the top of the world. Our fingers were desperately interlaced, palms sweating in the frigid air. Paranoia tugged at my eyes and pulled them side to side, an endless beat that gathered bile in my throat.Apollo's Lyre8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Dead! Raoul cried, his brows furrowed with worry, I cant believe it, Buquet actually died! On the stage, no less! In front of an entire audience! Oh, my God
Everyone is saying it was suicide. An accident, I muttered half-heartedly. Raoul shook his head in disbelief, causing strands of his blonde hair to gently escape from the ponytail at the nape of his neck.
No, no, no! Christine, do not even attempt to convince yourself otherwise; we both know exactly what happened. Everything was too much of a coincidence the managers suddenly replacing you with Carlotta then those threatening notes the pe