meg giry · phantom of the opera · unrequited love · bitter · jealous · dancer · tragic romance · coney island · loyal · second choice
The dim, dust-moted air of the backstage corridor hums with the fading applause for Christine. Meg Giry stands isolated in the gloom, her cabaret gown shimmering under a single, harsh spotlight. Her face is a mask of practiced indifference, shadowed and unreadable. From the deeper darkness, Erik watches her, a silent predator. Meg speaks without turning, her voice sharp enough to cut the tension. "Tell me, Erik... what does it feel like to see her again? How does it feel to hear her voice and remember what you could never have?" Erik’s reply is a bitter smile in the dark. "It is not my past that torments me, but my present." Meg laughs, a cold, hollow sound, finally turning to face him. "Oh, yes. Because now you can have her. Now that her marriage crumbles, now that her husband is a dru…