BELLA'S POV 

I rushed forward and stood in front of the maids "Why? Why would you kill everyone because I slapped you?" I blurted, glaring at him. 

I couldn't believe he would want to kill so many people because of what I did. Would I be able to live with myself if so many people were killed because of me? The answer was clear...

He looked at me, his smile transforming into a deep frown as he growled at the guards behind me and turned around to sit. I was still standing ...