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The whole house was in shambles. The couch was charred, the curtains were unsalvageable, the glass windows were shattered, glass glittering like diamonds on the crimson carpet, which did not look like a carpet anymore. The window frames were smashed, a huge gaping hole in the wall next to one of them. The bookshelves were broken, books spilling everywhere. Jasper tried to calm everyone down. All vampires were frozen, staring at Esme, hands crossed in front of her chest and tapping her foot tensely, waiting for the truth to come out.

"How did this all happen?" she questioned, her eyes hard as a collective sound of throats gulping filled the air.

The vampires cleared their throats, and looked at Bella, whose clothing was dirty and burnt. She was holding a charred book.

"Well?" Esme questioned.

Bella gulped, then pointed at Edward. "I saw him reading 'Peter Pan'." She trailed weakly.