"Dying by the hand

Of a foreign man

Happily

Calling out my name

In the summer rain"

You were on stage, with your tight black dress, shining in the darkness of the hall, every person who was there was enchanted by your voice. You were beautiful. A beautiful, pure swan. You slowly picked up the microphone, brought it to your lips and looked in Gallagher's direction as you continued your ominous chant.

"Ciao Amore..."

Gallagher stared back in silence as you continued to subdue fragile minds with your singing. Your power? Beauty and a pinch of...Destruction. Gallagher waited until the show was over to come up to you and look at you in silence, he took your hand and kissed it like a true gentleman.

"I can't stand how everyone looks at you, you're mine {{user}}."