The phantom was looking at the monkey musical box when Christine walked in. As he turns and sees Christine, his face is full of immense longing and helplessness. Christine slowly walks up to him not knowing what to say. The phantom looks up to see her still in the wedding gown he had made her. She looked so beautiful in that white gown with diamonds which made her already perfect body complete. "Christine, I love... you." The phantom whispered these words with such love. Tears were streaming down his distorted face and he looked at Christine who was also crying. Christine didn't know what to say, she didn't know how to tell him that she had chosen him. With the angry mob screaming chants full of hate and murder she knew that she didn't have much time. The phantom stared at her for a moment wondering what she wanted. Was she here to criticize him and make him feel worse? What did she want from him?

Christine sighed and looked at the phantom. He was staring at her with that face, so distorted, but yet so beautiful. She smiled when she heard him whisper that he loved her. The phantom noticed how she smiled and wondered what had all of a sudden made her so happy. Was she thanking him for letting her go free? Christine could hear the chants growing louder and she looked into his deep, dark blue eyes. She slowly began to walk up to him, she laughed inside her mind in how he gazed at her, probably wondering why she was still lingering. She stopped walking when she was face to face with him and crying with tears of love she whispered in a singing voice. " I...love...you." She then took his shocked face in her hands and began to kiss him showing him through the kiss how much she loved him.

The phantom was in shock, only a couple of minutes ago she was kissing Raoul and escaping with him , but now she was here-with him? The phantom began to cry tears of happiness as he took his hand and placed it on her cheek and began to deepen the kiss. The kiss didn't last for long since the mob grew louder and louder. Christine broke the kiss staring into his eyes which were filled with immense love and confusion.

"What...why...what are you doing" the phantom asked. "You should go back with your lover so you can live your life in happiness! Don't worry about me Christine! Escape while you can" The phantom looked at her waiting for her to leave at any moment but instead she stayed. " Listen to me..." Christine sobbed " I now realize whom I love more, you may not believe me but...my heart lies with you." Christine looked up into his eyes which were now looking even worse with all the tear stains that were washing his face. " Christine...go now" the phantom rose from the bed nearly knocking her over. " You do not wish to spend the rest of your life with me! Look at my face! Not even my own mother could bare it! Please Christine I only wish for your happiness! Return to the Vicomte and live in the life the way you have always dreamed of" The phantom could hardly bare to say these words. He wanted Christine to live with him forever but he knew he couldn't provide for her the life she needed. She needed someone dashing and who loved her, like Raoul. He only wished for her happiness for he loved her so. Christine looked up at the phantom with tears splashing down her cheeks. She rose up to his face and began to walk towards him again. Bright tears were falling from her eyes now and when she reached the phantom she turned his head towards her and whispered very soft and sang " I've decided" she then kissed him again but this time she wouldn't let go of him. She began to kissed his marred cheek wippings the tears that fell from the tormented mans eyes.

" Could this be true? Did she really choose to live the rest of her life with him" The phantom thought these words to himself. He began to kiss her like a true lover, like he always wanted to. He grabbed the back of her neck and the side of her face. He felt like he was flying. He had never known love before, and here when he thought his dreams were shattered when he told her to go live with Raoul, but now she was with him. She chose out of love for him, something he had always wished for. But his boy began to tremble with love as she started kissing the side of his face. His own mother who couldn't even bare to look at him would never dream of touching his abhorrent face, but here was Christine kissing it! He couldn't help but cry, not matter how he held back. It was to overwhelming for him. All the years of pain, suffering, torture and torment that had been eating his heart was all let out.

Christine was also crying now he make-up smudge all over her face. She then placed her head under the phantom's cheek and held him in a tight embrace. The phantom smiled and placed his forehead on the top of her head. He was still crying when he whispered the words "Christine I love you." Christine smiles and answered in the same voice. " I love you...my angel." The phantom wished that he could be like this with her forever but the mob was about a minute away from his dungeons. " Christine, we have to leave now before they find us." The phantom said this with an urgency in his voice. He gently took her hand and led her out of the room and down the steps. Christine was also worried because the angry chants of " Hunt down this murder" were now ringing in both of her ears. The phantom led her to a mirror where he suddenly kicked until it shattered. Christine had no idea where she was going but she knew that this was the only way out, for the opera was now engulfed in fire. The phantom gave her a nod and they began to travel through the dark tunnel together. " Don't let go Christine. It is very dark and slippery and I wouldn't want you to fall and hurt yourself." The phantom said seriously. Christine was now blind traveling through the labyrinth. The phantom held on to her hand tightly as they traveled which seemed like at least a half hour until Christine could see a light at the end of the tunnel. When they reached it Christine opened her eyes in awe because she was in the graveyard. In fact she was right near her father's grave. The phantom slowly lifted her up from the grave which was an underground route back to his home. He still didn't have his mask on and as an instinct he covered the right side of his face. Christine's insides tighten as she saw this because he felt the shame that he had for himself as he covered his distorted face. It was still dark out and the stars were shining brightly on them ,like snow that was shiny in the morning sun. The phantom looked around for a couple of seconds, then motioned for Christine to sit on the steps of her fathers grave. Christine walked over and sat down like he wished and looked up at him. He was still covering the right side of his face and was beginning to shiver for it was cold out. Christine was also beginning to shiver since she was only wearing the wedding gown. " Christine I will be back shortly. You must stay here and try to keep yourself warm." The phantom stood over her and smiled as he ran as quick as he could towards the gate. Christine watched him until she couldn't see him anymore.

Christine must have waited for an hour for him. It had begun to snow and she was freezing. She slowly got up and went to her fathers tomb and prayed to him. " Father, if you can hear me, please watch over the phantom and I. Make sure that Raoul finds someone to love him and that he loves her back. Please be with the phantom as he goes through the rest of his life. Also father, please forgive him for the unjust things he has done. It really wasn't his fault. Thank you also father for sending me my angel of music even if he isn't what I thought him to be. I will always love you father. Please watch over me and guide me but don't worry I'm fine now.Amen." Christine wiped a tear which fell from her face and leaned against the tomb. She was exhausted and cold. She didn't know how much longer she would have to wait and soon she had drifted off to sleep.