The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 44

~AUTUMN~

I spot Atticus walking towards the jeep.

I watch his hair fall against his forehead while he walks. I watch the angry frown on his face, like something or someone was bothering him.

I saw his eyes sweep over the jeep, searching for me. At least, I hoped it was me he was looking for.

He doesn’t look like he has anything to say to me. He tried hiding his annoyance after spotting me, but I’d already seen it. Was he angry with me for finally confessing to him? Whatever it was that had him angry had changed his mood for the worse.

I didn’t want to care about any of that, but I would be lying to myself if I pretended it didn’t bother me. Anything that affected Atticus would also affect me. Our bond would always ensure that happened, and even before we were bonded, things had always been the same. They were more prominent now, however.

Despite all of this, Atticus still looked good.

He looks like he hadn’t been beaten just a few hours ago. Maybe that’s why they let him out of the hospital so quickly. He had already healed at an impressive rate. I wouldn’t expect anything less from someone like him.

His family is not far behind, and they’re all separating into their vehicles. I can’t imagine what they were thinking about me. I wasn’t in the hospital while they were treating him, and I also left his room crying. It wasn’t a good look for me. And I was positive that Anya had tried to make me look worse.

Anya and Damon had left earlier than everyone else. She looked unhappy when they’d left, and it had surprised me. She had been happy just a while ago when she saw me crying and leaving Atticus’s room. What could have possibly happened in such a short space of time to cause her to leave the hospital in that state?

I don’t have time to think about Anya right now. Atticus was nearing the jeep and I was going into panic mood.

I tried to stay calm as he opened the door to the driver’s side. I held my breath when he jumped into the vehicle and shut the door behind him. He was quiet to my surprise. He was not saying a word. I’m not sure what he’s thinking or if he’s planning on staying this way for the rest of the night. I didn’t give him a chance to say anything after running out of the room.

I know that I’m not prepared for his response to everything I’d said to him. That’s partly why I left, but I also knew I couldn’t avoid him for the rest of my life.

I know that Atticus doesn’t love me. I knew that he loved Anya. I didn’t expect anything in return for my confession. I didn’t expect anything to change between us. I was just relieved that I’d gotten it out of my chest; it’s been inside of me for too long, dragging me down, keeping me back from being happy. It was finally out in the open, and I felt like I could breathe again.

“Autumn—”

“I don’t want to hear anything you have to say, Atticus.” I interrupt him. “I don’t want you to try to make me feel better or make up lies just to comfort me.”

and he doesn’t try to say anything else as he starts the jeep and pulls out of the parking lot. My heart was racing in my chest, and it felt like someone was squeezing it in their hands;

planned. He knew my deepest, darkest secrets. Things I’ve kept inside for so long. He now knows

was racing, wondering what he wanted to say to me. Did I do the right thing by stopping him? Part of me had wanted to listen to him,

comes to a sudden stop, and

for any signs of a threat. I was worried that Carter and his friends were up to no good

of us, just like Damon had been ahead

against his seat and closes

I demand. “Do you need to go back to

me, and he isn’t looking away. He’s looking straight into my eyes, almost like he’s seeing

like he’s trying to read me, trying to confirm everything I’ve said to him. Almost like he didn’t believe that someone could love him as much as I claimed

is one of sadness as he unbuckles his seatbelt so that

not sure what he’s doing, but I’m not stopping him; I’m letting him do what he

his hand up my cheek so that he is holding it gently in the palm of his

how beautiful you are to me, Autumn?”

I was expecting him to say to

are you

would try to say to me, but I didn’t expect this to be the first words to come

got closer to each other, to me,

My lips part.

he mean by that? How could I possibly be a threat to his

threat to your peace?” I asked;

“yes, a threat to my peace. I kept my distance from you because I always felt something around you that terrified me. I don’t know how to f*****g describe it. But all I can say is that it’s threatened my peace; that’s why even before we got married, I kept my distance from you.

any sense to me. His feelings for me terrified him? And did this mean that he had feelings for me even while he was with Anya? What kind of feelings were

in my eyes, and you’ll continue to be the most beautiful woman for the rest

don’t want it to. Does this

things that I want to

speechless; what could I say to that? He slowly drops his hand from my cheek and turns the jeep back

doesn’t take long to get back home, and when we do, his parents are waiting for us. I’m surprised when his mother pulls me into a long hug. “Thank you, Autumn. Thank you for protecting

that I protected him? Did he tell them

before him, not once considering your safety. You’ve proven

I can tell he kept the part about me using magic from