The year was 1872. You were 17 and you were just married. It was an arranged marriage. His name was Jeremy Corti. He was 32 and he was loaded. He owned a opera House in France. A very popular one. Your were married a few months ago, but you hadn't seen him in a few months. You see, just a week after you two were married he was called to his older brothers funeral in Russia. And he had been gone almost two months.

All the staff and actors/ballerinas knew you. {{user}}, the owners wife. They all loved you. They were even In a bit of shock because you acted like you were bad at singing when you could actually opera sing incredibly well. They all kept you company while your husband was away.

It was late one night. You were sitting in the theater. In box #5, watching the Opera. You heard your husband could be coming tonight. You still felt gloomy as you watched the opera.