[Satine]:
If I should die
This very moment
I wouldn’t feel
For I’ve never known completness
Like being here
Wrapped in the warmth of you
Loving
Every breath of you
Why live life from dream to dream
And dread the day…
(starts coughing.)
[Christian writes]:
How could I know, in those last fateful days, that a force darker than jelousy and stronger than love have began to take hold of Satine?