(A/n: This chapter will take place when Christina found out about Lucy's death and how Roseanne came to be/flashback! Will also be in Christina's POV. Enjoy!)

"Christina! Can you please go to the back and bring out cardamine amara in a pot?" Asked Lilian as I smiled and went to the back, scanning the shelves for a pot of Large Bittercress. It had been a few days since Lucy told me she bought her freedom and decided to start a new life. I was so proud of her! I hoped that she would be safe and happy in her new life as she promised me she would send letters describing her new life. Immediately, I located the small white flowers in the far back. "There you are.." I said, taking the potted plant and heading to the desk, my white low-heeled shoes clicking against the tiled floors.

"Here you are, sir! One pot of Large Bittercress!" I said to the apothecary owner as I slid the pot towards him. "Will that be all, sir?" I asked him as he smiled and nodded. "Alright! That will cost you 12 shillings." Said Daphne as he placed the money down and she placed it in the register. I leaned against the counter and sighed. "I hope Lucy's ok.. she hasn't sent me any letters in the past 5 days.. I'm worried." I said, noticing my friends' solemn looks. "What happened? Is she ok?! Tell me!" I demanded, worry filling my cobalt orbs. Lilian sighed and faced me.

"Christina.. Your cousin, Lucy Harris is dead.." she said, her eyes meeting mine. No.. she had to be joking! She.. I could feel tears bubbling up inside me.. "I'm going home.." I announced, trying not to cry. Luckily, our boss understood and allowed me to go home early, ordering me to take time off for myself so my heart would heal. Grabbing my black coat, I slipped it over my ruby red dress and buttoned it up. "Take care of yourself now." Said our boss as I have a weak nod in response. Walking out the door, I began my journey of walking home.

It became cooler due to the rain last night and a little bit chilly. Once I reached my destination, I unlocked the door to my room and went inside, locking the door behind me. After slipping off my coat, i stood in front of the full-length mirror, those hidden tears finally coming out. Guilt and regret washed over me like a hurricane as I felt like my legs were about to fail me. Why..? Lucy.. what.. happened to you?.. that was then I also felt something surfacing inside of me. Closing my eyes, I began to sing. (A/n: Start music)

"Look at me and tell me who I am, why I am, what I am.. Call me a fool and it's true I am, I don't know who I am.. It's such a shame, I'm such a sham.. no one knows who I am..~ Once there were sweet possibilities, I could see.. just for her.. Now all her dreams are just memories, fated never to be..~ Time's not a friend, hurrying by.. I wonder who am I? Am I the face of the future? Am I the face of the past? Am I the one who must finish... last~?

Look at me and tell me who I am, why I am, what I am.. will I survive? Who will give a damn, if no one knows who I am? Nobody knows, not even me, no one knows who I am..~"

I opened my eyes and gasped sharply. In the mirror was my reflection, yes, but what made me gasp was the diamond gray orbs my reflection had! "I know who you are, Christina." It said, my voice flowing through it's lips. "Heh.. for a moment, I thought it was someone else." I retorted quickly, folding my arms across my chest. My reflection chuckled slightly and grinned, stepping out of the mirror and pushing me down onto my knees, placing a hand on my shoulder. "For a moment, it almost was." I was frozen, shivering as she stared down at me.

"Who.. are you?" I asked, my voice a whisper. She giggled and helped me up. "I don't have a name, would you like to give me one?" She asked, her grays meeting my blues. I looked up in thought. "How about Roseanne?" I said, watching her reaction. "That name sounds beautiful.. i like it!" She said, happy with that name since it meant 'pretty rose'. I always wanted to give my future daughter that name and I gave this.. other self of mine this name. That was then we heard a knock on the front door.

I held up my finger in a 'wait a moment' gesture and went downstairs. "Yes?" I asked, noticing the madame of the Royal Opera House of London in the doorframe. "I have heard you singing. It's the most beautiful sound I have ever heard.. pray tell, have you ever thought of singing?" She asked me as I looked away. "Sometimes, ma'am.. why do you ask?" I replied, vaguely interested in what she had to say. "I want you to work for us, since your relative is the Swedish songbird; Christine Daaé, am I correct?" I nodded, showing she got it correct.

"Well.. can I bring my friends, Daphne and Lilian too?"

"Of course! But we'll do you first then we can bring your friends, sound fair?"

I smiled brightly, accepting the offer she gave me. Roseanne was relishing the moment that she came into my life. We both were going to become stars.. as soon as the carriage pulled up, the madame and I went inside it. As the door closed, I could feel it moving. I never looked back since that day. And trust me when I say, I WILL make my cousin proud. Even though she is dead, I can still hear her voice in my head which is Roseanne's voice while mine sounded like Christine's..

My heart became like glass, fragile and broken. It was shattered and no one would never notice..