As Andrew Lloyd Webber said, “There’s unfinished business.”

Even though it is emphasized as a standalone piece, the mass still can’t help but see it as a sequel, one that would mend the heartbreak of many when Christine didn’t end up with the Phantom.

And now, there is a reason for me to return again next year March, just to catch Love Never Dies in London, with the lustable Ramin Karimloo in action.

And tickets are already on sale. Gasp!

I watched the media launch video and my hair still stood with all the adrenaline rushing.

BREATHE, TING, BREATHE!

I am impossibly excited, for there is a good enough reason for me to plan for another trip that couldn’t quite take place this year. Really damn thrilled to read about it, like there is a chance of continuing that tale that has left a moroseness with its bittersweetness.

With that dreaminess, I certainly am hoping it will live up to the expectations, and not just banking on its predecessor’s success just to drive sales. And am looking forward to see if the new pieces are gonna be as moving as those we came to familiarise.

And I made a promise to myself, that, hopefully by then, things would be taking flight, and Claris will get her diamond spa, and we will meet to shop anywhere in the world.

And that reminded of the plan we sat through nights to talk about, and how it could finally, possibly, take place.

Impeccable timing.