Guile
One Thousand Club
Erik stayed outside for hours until the chill became too much for him. With his face still tear-stained and his heart aching, he stumbled to his room. God, life felt meaningless. He wanted nothing more than to see Christine, to hold her again. Now, all Erik had was a job. He intended to work hard, but for the sake of Madame Giry, Meg, and these freaks. There was no sense in working for himself. No, he was doing it for them. For Erik, his life was over. What was a job to keep you alive if you didn't wish to live? Yes, now he was living only for the people that needed him. And, once they could live without him, Erik didn't think he would stay alive much longer.