The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 22

~AUTUMN~

I wasn’t sure that I was doing the right thing. Can I genuinely marry Atticus when everything Anya had said to me was true? We can never be happy if he didn’t love me. We can never have a successful married life if he was still in love with Anya. But my stupid heart didn’t care about that. All it wanted was a chance to be loved by Atticus. And it didn’t mind the pain of being married to him while he was in love with someone else as long as it meant it could spend time with him.

What was I doing to myself? Was it truly worth the pain?

I lean against the door and drop myself onto the ground. I know I shouldn’t be doing this in my wedding dress, but these past few days have been overwhelmingly hard. But I was responsible for all of it. I could have easily told Atticus I didn’t want to marry him to protect my heart, but I chose to do the complete opposite.

“Why did it have to be you, Atticus?” I cry. “Why did it have to be you?”

Why did I have to love him out of every other available man on earth? I couldn’t recall how often I’ve drowned myself in guilt for loving Atticus while he was dating Anya. I felt like something was wrong with me. And I had good reason to think that way. How could I have fallen for my best friend’s mate? And it was pretty clear that I didn’t hide it well enough if Anya had known about it all along.

I had to regain control over my emotions. I couldn’t let it rule me, especially not today.

I slowly lifted my head, and it was only then that I saw something that made my entire body go completely still. I was frozen. This whole time, we weren’t alone in the room. Two women were hiding inside here, and I wonder if they were responsible for the video posted on my engagement night.

Did they also get everything on tape that happened between Atticus and me a few minutes ago? That was not good. It would ruin everything. I couldn’t let them ruin this wedding.

“Please don’t scream!” One of the girls exclaims.

we didn’t know what to do, so we hid since we weren’t supposed to be inside. We promise we were only looking for the bathroom, and then all of this happened. We got

the pounding in my chest. I didn’t think that they were lying.

me like this before the wedding.” I apologize. “This must

they see that, but they also saw the exchange between Atticus and me. They would have also seen and heard the entire conversation between Atticus and Anya. Should I ask them what they spoke about? A part of me knew that I

didn’t know these women well

at the both of us. We aren’t exactly giving off the best

I assume

name to give you; that’s a long story on its own. But it’s a

a name to give me. That seemed a little strange, but I

isn’t going to be a wedding if the bride is missing.” I explain. I knew they would understand. A bride shouldn’t be locked in a spa room a

without a name smiles warmly, “we understand. We will

dress closer as I rushed out of there. I ran into my mother on the way, and she looked pissed. She must have been looking everywhere for me; it’s possible she even panicked and thought that I’d run off before the wedding could begin. How

“I had everyone looking everywhere for you. We were all thinking

apologize. “Something

she pulls me in for a hug. “I know you may partly hate us for forcing this marriage onto you. I hope you know that I love you even if I may not always show it. I know what’s best for

tell

of us.” She teases me. “Now, let’s get you ready. The crowd is growing restless, and so is Atticus. He looked uneasy the last

before he links our arms together. This was it.

There are a few gasps of awe as I step into the spotlight. All eyes were on me, I felt nervous under all of the stares, but all that changed when I looked down

darkness in his eyes, I could be wrong, but it felt like it was dark with desire. I had to be incorrect. Atticus would never look at me with raw passion like this. The bright lights above us must

I just know that I’m making the right decision by marrying him.