Guile
One Thousand Club
Erik watched Christine, unable to take his eyes from her, though he knew she could not see him. "Do not be afraid of me, Christine. I am simply...a friend." The word made Erik smile through his own tears. "A guardian, perhaps. A teacher, most definitely. Your father gave me his permission to teach you to sing. He entrusted me with your voice. You must trust me now." Erik smiled and watched as the poor girl went limp. Fresh tears came to him, this time for her sorrow. How he wished he could take her pain away.