The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 52

It was my first day back to school since being kidnapped. My parents had increased security everywhere; the academy had tripled its guards. As per their wish, I had two bodyguards following me wherever I went, even in the academy, considering that’s where I’d gotten kidnapped in the first place.

My parents were now afraid of every step I took away from them. I wouldn’t be surprised if they were waiting for me in their vehicles right outside. They didn’t want me to return; they said it was too risky. I chose to do it because I wanted to be near Atticus. He wouldn’t be able to remember me if I was nowhere around to remind him of us.

I was no longer living with Atticus; since he wasn’t aware that we were married, I would have to stay with my parents for now. It wasn’t easy knowing that things had changed so much between us in just a few days, but I had to learn to come to terms with it. I was just happy that he’d survived the crash.

I loved being near my family, but I loved being next to Atticus more. I wanted to be back in our room together, watching him sleep next to me and tease him when I wanted to. I wanted things to return to where they were before I’d lost him to memory loss.

I wish there were a way for me to return to the Fawn’s home without Atticus suspecting anything. I didn’t like being this far from him. I hated it so much. Now that I knew he almost died while trying to save me, I was even more desperate to be next to him. I wanted to thank him for trying his best to protect me, and I wanted to apologize for immediately thinking the worst when I saw the images of him and Anya together.

He wasn’t the horrible one. She was. She knew the truth, yet she made him think they were still together.

“Are you okay?” Clarissa asks me. “I know it will not be easy pretending you’re not with Atticus. And I know it will be harder having to see him with Anya. She will undoubtedly use this to her advantage for as long as possible. Don’t let her get to you. Atticus was only acting like this because he couldn’t remember anything. You got him to choose you once; I’m positive that he will choose you again. You need to remind him what It’s like to have you in his life. And I know that’s not difficult for you to do. Your presence is something that no one can ignore, not even Atticus. His eyes will always go straight to you whether he likes it or not.”

I could do that. I could remind Atticus of what we had without causing him any harm. My problem was seeing him with Anya. Now that he thought they were still together, there was no telling what they would do. I didn’t want to think of him touching and kissing her. It made me feel sick to my stomach. I didn’t want him with anyone but me.

Anya played dirty to get what she wanted. That was the type of person she was. She didn’t care about anyone’s feelings but her own.

“Are they going to be following us everywhere?” Clarissa asks me as she points at the two bodyguards behind us.

I nod, “it’s the only reason my parents agreed to let me return to the academy.”

She sighs, “I guess I’m okay with it as long as they keep you safe. I don’t want to lose you again. It was a horrifying experience, and I never want to relive it.”

We stop walking when we see Atticus and Anya in front of us. He’s hugging her, and her arms are wrapped tightly around his neck. The immediate pain in my chest at the sight almost made me trip over my own two feet.

It’s already beginning—the pain. What could I do to make this easier?

Clarissa held my hand, giving me the strength that I needed. “You can do this. Remember, you’re the one he wants; his heart knows it even if his mind doesn’t. His heart will always win the battle. Anya can’t do anything to change that.”

I was grateful to have Clarissa with me. I felt guilty for ever thinking that she had betrayed me. I should have known that she was genuine and kind.

Anya turns around and spots us. There is a triumphant smile on her face as she leans into Atticus. Her head is on his chest, and her hands are holding onto his arms.

Atticus follows her gaze, and his entire body goes rigid when his eyes fall on me. There is obvious tension between the two of us.

like that,” Clarissa whispers. “And he doesn’t even remember being married to you. It’s proof

something to him, and he looks away from me. I

in shock yesterday since you didn’t tell me that you were returning. But today, I’m just happy to

we were still best friends. That’s

be back as well,” I respond. “Things are different from what I

change is a good thing, Autumn. You’ll

doesn’t

home,” Atticus says

Even I was surprised that he’d invited me to his home. In the past, before we were married, Atticus never did things like this. He never asked me to any parties. What made this different? Maybe Clarissa was right; perhaps he still had our memories in his heart and couldn’t control

you inviting her?” Anya

question, “I thought that’s what you wanted me to do. You just said that you’re happy that she’s back.

her well. Eventually, she would slip up and tell Atticus the truth about us not being on good terms. Would she tell him

to see her there.” She lies. “I’m just worried that she wouldn’t fit in well. She barely knows anyone but me. Autumn is

is because of Atticus, Dante, and Damon. No one would know you existed if

“Clarissa,” Atticus growls.

in defense, “I missed the time when you didn’t defend her every damn second of the

you say,” Anya

there something everyone is purposefully keeping from me? I feel left out of almost every conversation

him going into a shock and causing more harm, or he would choose to stay with Anya. If he’s defending her like in the past, I’m sure he would choose her over me, just like he did

whatsoever,” Anya says as she grabs his arm and pulls her

right back in.” Clarissa sighs. “I’m sorry you have to see this, Autumn.

assure her. “Loving Atticus has always been a challenge for me. I never gave up

do everything possible to make that

but I knew now that he did, I knew that he cared. I knew that he had given his life to

didn’t care who was trying to keep us apart;

all eyes are on me. They must have all heard the news about my return by now. No articles had been posted, but communication always traveled fast

to Atticus, and it annoys

the professor; I wanted him to do what

seating arrangements today.” He announces as everyone groans at his words. “Autumn,

to be next to Atticus. The more time I spent with him, the easier it would become for me to help him regain

pulled

him quietly, and he didn’t try speaking to me while Mr.

the accident,” I whisper. He tilted his head slightly so that he was now looking at me. “How are you?

hate that I couldn’t be there for him while he was