“Erik was filled with contentment and joy, yet a part of him wondered how Mellie could look upon his face and still love him. Months ago, when he had first unburdened his soul to her, she had not fled in fear. Her acceptance of him, despite his murderous past, never failed to astound him.
Whenever plagued with these doubts, Erik had only to gather her in his arms and kiss her. She always responded with ardour; within the limpid depths of her eyes, he could see the love shining back at him.
Though uncertain whether he deserved such devotion, Erik grabbed at it with both hands. And like a spoiled child, he held it with fierce possessiveness, for she was his and his alone.”
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Shirley Yoshinaka,
Deception: A Phantom Of The Opera Novel: A Phantom of the Opera Novel