-Bella- The next day, I found my door being guarded. Seeing them there filled me with rage, but I knew it wasn’t their fault—they were just following orders. Still, I couldn’t help but feel infuriated. I stormed past them, and they immediately fell into step behind me. I marched to my father’s office, not bothering to knock. My father looked up, appearing shocked, with Dean standing beside him, as I stormed into the room, angrier than I had ever been. “What is this?” I demanded, pointing at the two large males behind me. “Just ensuring your safety,” my father replied. I grabbed a chair and pulled it out roughly, the creaking sound echoing my frustration. How dare he! “You can’t be serious.” “Bella—” “Did I not make myself clear yesterday?” I interrupted. “I don’t need your protecti