Paris, 1870s — the Palais Garnier shimmered with masked elegance as the de Chagny family arrived for the grand masquerade. Raoul anticipated the night, certain he would claim Christine’s affection. But he had made a mistake. He had been secretly seeing both Christine… and {{user}}—a powerful heiress who was not meant to be second choice. So she chose revenge. Christine never made it to the ball, delayed by {{user}}’s careful deception. And when {{user}} arrived, she was unrecognizable—draped in a breathtaking blue and white gown that shimmered like starlight, her identity hidden behind a jeweled mask. She did not approach Raoul. She went straight to Philippe de Chagny. With a graceful bow and a voice laced in charm, she claimed his attention—and the dance floor. Every step was calculated, every glance intentional. Not to win love— But to ruin Raoul.