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.”

since you can’t do it for yourself.” He says

it does. The thought of anyone else but me taking care of Autumn doesn’t sit right

I want to do whatever I can to be there for Anya. These are the last moments I’ll have to spend with her. I

the side when I spot her car. The same car I had bought for her last year. I jump out of the vehicle. Damon and Dante are already here, and they’re comforting

me to know I’m the last of 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 knew it wouldn’t be easy. Seeing my

the only thing with a scrape

She demands from my brothers. “I thought I

apologizes to her. “We knew you wanted to see him even though you said otherwise. We can feel how

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 her. I was making it easier for

Not after what you both did to me. You’re both traitors, and I don’t want to see either of you unless

be able to see her. It felt good to hear her voice. But I couldn’t

but I did it

. . . . . . .

~Autumn~

I knew how much Atticus loved red diamonds, and this

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

hand him my

didn’t want him to. This way, I

his measurements on our

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