Erik is the most haunting, painfully real character I've read of in years. Leroux was able to capture the very essence of complete and absolute isolation in this novel. Christine loved Erik. She was fascinated by his genius, his brilliance and his passion. It was not until later that she feared him, and even then, I think it was his appearance she feared. Erik loved her completely. He was obsessively devoted to her in a way Raoul could never be. I understand why Christine left Erik. He was after all, criminally insane. But she had stayed with him because, on some level, she was attracted by the fantasy of the musical genius living on the shores of the lake beneath the Opera Populaire. Kissing Erik after he had sacrificed his only desire - to love and be loved for himself - demonstrated that Christine was attracted to him. Perhaps staying would have been a mistake, but worse matches are made everyday. I would have stayed with Erik; Raoul annoys me.