The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 32

Atticus takes a deep breath, and I can tell that my words have broken his composure. He drops his gaze lower so that his eyes are glued to mine.

“I know it doesn’t look good, Autumn, but I swear my intention was never to hurt you any of those times. And I’m telling the truth. I didn’t know Anya was going to be there. She’s having difficulty coming to terms with this marriage; she’s been acting out because of it. I’m only trying to help her.” He tries to reason with me. “I’m not saying that I’m innocent in any of this; I’m just trying to prove to you that I’m not as bad as you think I am. Ask anyone here; I was helping to look for Maya last night. Ask Clarissa if you want to; she won’t lie to you; she likes you. She will tell you the truth. I was with my siblings the entire night, and Anya was nowhere near any of us. I’m not even sure what she did after we left the house. What you saw in front of you last night was the most that happened between us. I left her there. I didn’t speak to her again since then. And that’s the truth. I know you have no reason to trust me after everything that’s happened since this wedding was announced, but I’m asking that you please trust me this once.”

While his words did make me feel a little better, they didn’t dull the pain completely. This explanation still didn’t cover the voice note. And I knew that he actually said those things; Gabriella and Maya confirmed it for me. They were there; they heard everything. What made this harder to accept was the day he chose to make those promises to her. The same day we repeated our vows; his promises to her were more meaningful than the ones made to me.

“I’ve listened to your explanations, but there is still something that I’m not okay with,” I confess. “Something I don’t think I’ll ever be okay with. I don’t think there is anything you can say to make up for it, but I still want to give you a chance to explain yourself.”

His body stills, “what is it? Tell me so that I can at least try and fix it. I don’t want things to be bad between us, Autumn. I want to make this work.”

I can see the curiosity and worry on his face as he waited for me to give a proper explanation. I take a deep breath as built up the courage to confront him about the one thing that broke all of the trust I had in him and our marriage.

“The voice note.” I snap; my voice is sharper than it’s ever been in my entire life. “I want you to explain the voice note to me. I want you to explain everything that you said in that recording.”

He looks surprised by my words. “Voice note? I don’t know of any recording. Are you sure it was me?”

I took my phone out and sent it to him. I could have played it for him from my phone but I wanted him to always have it with him so he could replay it and remember how much he’d hurt me. I wanted these words to haunt him just like I knew they would haunt me for the rest of my life.

“I just sent it to your phone,” I inform him. “You can listen to it and tell me your thoughts on it. I want your opinion on what I should do after you listen to the recording. I want to know what you would have done if you were in my position and someone sent something like that to you.”

He’s about to open our chat when Damon’s caller ID shows up. I frown; why was he calling now? He ends the call in front of me, showing me that I was more important to him now. However, Damon calls again in a split second; it has to be serious.

messages at the same time and insists that he picks

before walking away to answer his

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~ATTICUS~

what else Autumn had to say to me, but I knew my brothers wouldn’t

on?” I ask as I answer Damon’s third

from the other end. I stopped walking; I could

on the spot. What could have happened

demand. I held my breath as

tried to harm herself. She threw herself out of the yacht.” He explains. “She almost drowned. She’s in the hospital. She’s in critical condition.

was taking everything hard, but never once did I think she was capable

both return home

Atticus,” he adds, “please don’t say anything that could hurt her feelings when you return,

deep breath; I’ve been an ass to her this entire time; never once did I think Damon would ever have to ask me to watch what I say in front of

to worry about me. I’ll be good.” I

to fix it anymore. Anya needed both of us. My brothers needed me home as well. I never let them down, and I

As soon as this was over, we could

get home now,” I tell her. “Something horrible just happened. Everyone needs us back

Why must we leave? What

“Something happened with Anya—”

darken a shade at the mention of

wife to leave this wonderful party so you could get home to