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.

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

my peace and take everything from me as it continued to

love you!”

deafening silence right after those words hit the

I wanted him to discover that I loved him, but he’d forced it

pay attention to me, he wouldn’t have been this shocked by my response. Anyone could tell how much I loved him if they’d stopped and looked at me whenever

first day I saw you, you were the only one I’ve ever wanted. No other man could ever make me feel how you made me feel. I had to suffer and watch you love Anya for years; I had to force myself to be happy for both of you because she was my best friend, and you were the

to my words. I can see the shock on his face. He didn’t know. He had no idea that I had loved him

been for me seeing you with her. It hurt even more that I couldn’t 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 and mate. It didn’t stop the pain I felt every

too scared and ashamed of myself ever to admit it. I don’t know why I was finally letting it out. I

I chose to say no because I knew you didn’t want to marry me. I knew that marrying me would make you unhappy, and I didn’t want that. I didn’t want you to be

I’m not giving him a chance, either. I wanted to get everything off my chest before I gave him a chance to break my

happy and sad. Happy that I will get the chance to be next to you every day for the rest of my life. I was selfish; I wanted that. But still, I wasn’t heartless; I chose not to accept that wedding out of my love for 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 to others, it might be a stupid dream, but to me, it wasn’t. Marrying you and having beautiful children together,

broke my own heart by wanting him when he was off-limits. I don’t know where I’m getting the strength to continue, but

well. I 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

He spoke so softly that I wasn’t sure if I’d

to her the moment that you realized she was hurt. And you kept on hurting me after that. There were times when I felt that you had some feelings for me, and your actions towards me fooled me. Then Anya would be distressed, and you would leave me again to be by

look on his face as he

now. These things have broken my

the spring happened. I was drunk when it took place, but I still remembered everything so clearly when I woke up. It was the first time I’d shown you how vulnerable I was. It was the first time you saw how much I wanted you. Instead of embracing me and taking 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 didn’t let things go further because you wanted to make sure that you weren’t taking advantage of me in the state that I was in. I was convinced you were such