Disclaimer: I do not own twilight or the phantom of the opera! The wonderful and kick ass Stephanie Meyer and Andrew Lloyd Webber. Without them, I would be a boring normal person instead of crazy and obsessed one.
Prologue
Bella's POV
The room was dark with barely any light coming from the multiple candelabras around the spacious dungeon, but still I could see everything clearly, as if the sun was in there. I could see my angel of music's scared face filled with a love towards me and anger because I could never return he's feeling in the way he wanted, with his fingers lingering over a glossy red button.
Then there was my angel of love, his god like face contorted with torture for not being there to protect me, soaked with gasoline inside a vampire proof containment with the chance that at any moment he could be set a flame.
" Only you can save him now Bella.
Start a new life with me .Buy his freedom with your love!
Refuse me, and you send your lover to his death!
This is the choice. This is the point of no return!"