The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

Chapter 11

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 11

~ATTICUS~

My heart was racing; Damon had informed me that Anya had gotten into an accident. He sent me the location on my phone, and I was almost there.

“Call Griffin.”

He answers on the first ring. “How can I be of assistance?” He asks in a teasing manner.

“I need you to pick Autumn up from the jewelry store and drop her back home, “I tell him.

“What?” He shouts on the other end. “You went with her. Why didn’t you drop her back home?”

My jaw clenches, “Anya got into an accident. I’m going to make sure that she’s alright.”

I could practically see the annoyance on Griffin’s face through the phone without actually seeing him.

“She’s not your problem anymore. Leaving Autumn behind was a stupid move.”

“Griffin,” I growl. “I didn’t ask for your opinion. Just tell me if you can pick her up.”

future wife since you can’t do it for yourself.” He says before ending the

it does. The thought of anyone else but me

do whatever I can to be there for Anya. These are the last moments I’ll have to spend with her. I didn’t want to waste any opportunity to do that. I’ve hurt her, and I chose my family over her; I felt I owed her plenty. I felt guilty. And that guilt felt like it was

I spot her car. The same car I had bought for her last year. I jump out of the vehicle. Damon and Dante are

the three of us to be there for her when she needs me. This was something I would have to get used to, but I

a bad one. The bumper was the only thing with a scrape on it, but Anya still

narrows her eyes, “what is he doing here?” She demands from my brothers. “I thought I told you I didn’t want to

him even though you said otherwise. We can feel how much you miss

pain. No one was to blame but me. I was sacrificing my happiness for the sake of my family. I was giving my brothers a chance to have

begs. “I do not want to see you. Not after what you did. Not after what you both did to me. You’re both traitors, and I don’t want

my arms or wipe her tears. I had to stay still and let her vent her anger toward me. It hurt, but it felt good to be able to see her. It felt good to hear her voice. But

hard, but I did it

. . . . .

~Autumn~

of me. I knew how much Atticus loved red diamonds, and this ring would surely catch

wonderful taste,” Brent tells me. “Do you want to

hand him my card.

me that he would take care of it, but I didn’t want him to.

his measurements on our system.

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