Erik ' s POV

I was walking around my opera house. Then I heard the sound of a baby crying. "Who would leave a baby here?" I asked myself. I then found where the sound was and it was coming from a small basket. I lift the blanket and see a little girl. She had a deformity on the left side of her face. There was a note beside her. " Erik. This is your daughter. I thought you should look after her. I don't want her or us to get hurt. Take good care of her. Love, Christene" I can't believe that she would put her own daughter out in the cold. I take her to my lair. And I lay her on the bed. And she opens up her eyes and her eyes are the prettiest shade of amber. She looks at me and smiles. I take off my mask and she looks at me....and she smiles. She makes cute little noises and I pick her up. "Your name will be....Krisandra rose Destler." She giggles and puts her head on my shoulder. "I'll take care of you little one. I promise."