The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 41

“I don’t think now is the right time to ask that question,” I tell him, trying to remain calm. He was making it very hard for me, however. He doesn’t realize yet that he wasn’t prepared to hear the answer to that question.

I’ve kept my feelings for him hidden for a long time. Atticus doesn’t know how much he means to me; that’s why he doesn’t understand why I would put myself in danger to protect him. He also didn’t realize that I would do it again in the blink of an eye as long as it concerned him.

“Tell me.” He growls.

I chose to remain quiet. My hands tightened into fists at my sides. I was fighting back the urge to tell him the truth. I’d managed to keep it a secret all these years, but he was digging it out from under me.

If he continued to ask, it was only a matter of time before I snapped. I had to get out of there before I caved and regretted it for the rest of my life.

Before he could ask again, I spun around, ready to leave. My hands are already on the door handle when he stops me.

“Answer me, damn it. Why Autumn? Why did you do it?” He demands. “You don’t get to run away from this. I want you to tell me the truth. Can’t you do that much for me?”

Can’t I do that much for him? What kind of question was that? Does he even know the extent of what I’d do just for him?

I slowly turn back around and face him with a fierce gaze.

“Are you sure you want to know the answer to your question?” I ask him. I needed to confirm that he truly wanted to hear the answer before I went ahead and said the one thing that I knew would completely change our relationship for life.

to me why the hell you would jump in front of me like that knowing that Carter and his teammates could have attacked you to get to me! You knew that you could have gotten seriously injured by them, but you still chose to protect me. Tell me,

it continued to rise. I’ve kept this secret for so long that it’s become a

I love

those words hit the both of

my words finally sunk in, but I don’t plan on stopping there. This wasn’t how I wanted to tell him. This wasn’t how I wanted him to

response. Anyone could tell how much I loved him if they’d stopped and looked at me whenever I was

me feel. I had to suffer and watch you love Anya for years; I had

can see the shock on his face. He didn’t know. He had no

hate her because of it. It hurt more because I loved Anya as my sister. I felt guilty the entire time while being her friend because I knew it was wrong to love you when she was your girlfriend

long. I’ve kept everything from Atticus and everyone that loved me this entire time. I was too scared and ashamed of myself ever to admit it. I don’t know why I was finally letting it out. I

that marrying me would make you unhappy, and I didn’t want that. I didn’t want you to be unhappy because of me. I know everything about you, what you love, what you hate, your favorite color, and your favorite food. I know everything because, as I said, I love you, and I wanted to know everything that you loved as

me. I’m not giving him a chance, either. I wanted to

you and Anya. But when you insisted on marrying me, I couldn’t say no to you. Because you said that you wanted the wedding to happen, I couldn’t turn you down. Marrying you has always been a dream of mine. I know

when he was off-limits. I don’t know where I’m getting the strength to continue, but I know that I wanted him to know everything. I didn’t want to keep anything from

saw how loyal you’ve always been to Anya and how you would do anything to make her smile. You protected her more than anyone else in your life. She always came first, and even though it hurt, I admired that about you. I saw the way you always respected your parents no matter what they said to you; I saw the way you protected your siblings. Everything you did always amazed me. I knew that you wouldn’t ever cheat on me after we got married. I knew that you were too much of a good person to do that to me. But there were times when I started to doubt you, times when I wasn’t sure if the smart thing to

that

to protect her when she fainted on our wedding day. I was right there. We’d just gotten married, you’d just said your vows to me, and you’d just placed the ring on my finger, but you still ran to her the moment that you realized she was hurt. And you kept on hurting me after that.

on his face as he listened

broken my heart so badly that it hurts to even talk about

what I was offering to you, you stopped anything from happening. You didn’t touch me the way I wanted you to touch me. I thought that you had a good reason for doing it; I was sure that you were such a decent person that you