The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 1

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There he is. The love of my life kissing my best friend. He doesn’t know that he is the love of my life; of course, no one knows it, not even my best friend. She’s been leading him on, unable to decide if she’s in love with him or Damon; I can’t forget Dante either. The sad part was that all three of these men were brothers. I’ve watched their crazy love go on and on for years, if that is even considered love. I’ve pined for Atticus, felt his pain, and went through it all with him without knowing a single thing. Every time she broke his heart and ran toward Damon, I felt the pain that he felt. Every time she left them both and ran to Dante, I also felt it. I couldn’t understand how three men could be that in love with a woman that couldn’t choose one.

It shouldn’t be that hard. She should have chosen one; she shouldn’t have them all wondering who she would run to next. Atticus didn’t deserve this; none of his brothers did either.

They all believed that she was their mate. I didn’t think that they could all have such bad luck to end up having the same girl as their mate. I felt like something had to be wrong. But I was the only one that seemed to think that way.

It didn’t help that Anya was my best friend. I loved her since she was the closest friend that I had. I’m supposed to support her in this even though I had been in love with Atticus since the first day I met him. I remember it like it was yesterday. I’d dropped my book onto the ground by mistake, and he’d gotten down on the floor to pick it up for me. Our hands touched for the first time that day while he was returning it to me and the sparks I felt were enough to make me wet between my legs. I thought he felt the same way until I realized he wasn’t looking at me. He was looking at Anya. It was then that I realized he was in love with her.

At that time, I thought it would be okay; I thought that what I felt was just a simple crush. I was wrong. So wrong. I was fourteen then; I barely knew what it meant to love someone. Now I knew that it could rip your heart into a million pieces seeing the person you love be in love with someone else. And it hurt more knowing that the person he loved kept hurting him by being indecisive.

same feelings she did with him. And she didn’t try to hide it from any of them. They all knew that she couldn’t choose. They all

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or Damon; I can’t forget Dante either. The sad part was that all three of these men were brothers. I’ve watched their crazy love go on and on for years, if that is even considered love. I’ve pined for Atticus, felt his pain, and went through it all with him without knowing a single thing. Every time she broke his heart and ran toward Damon, I felt the pain that he felt. Every time she left them both and ran to Dante, I also

know he was the one I wanted to be with. But like I said, at that time, I didn’t know what love was. I didn’t know what to expect or how to handle my feelings. And when I did finally bring up Atticus to her that day, she cut

would have chosen me either. If I were the one that had made the first move instead of her, he would have turned me down in the blink of an eye. Maybe that was another reason I never told Anya the truth about my feelings for him. And I didn’t think that now was the time for me to spill that truth to her or anyone else.

barges into my room. “Why are you still not dressed? I

The same family I couldn’t stop

Fawn. Dante Fawn.

siblings. But those three are the ones I knew the

Fawn family were business partners with my

It was a rule that they stuck by even though not many of the wealthy families agreed with that decision. While the school usually did as the wealthy parents asked, this was one rule that was allowed despite the backlashes it received. It’s because the principal wasn’t a complete dickhead. He wanted to give at least one average child

that I have loved him since I first met him. I wanted her to know he was the one I wanted to be with. But like I said, at that time, I didn’t know what love was. I didn’t know what to expect or how to handle my feelings. And when I did finally bring up Atticus to her that day, she cut me off; she didn’t let me speak; she was

put the phone away. I didn’t need to