The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

Chapter 53

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 53

~AUTUMN~

“I’m on your mind?” I ask in a soft whisper. I was no longer concerned about where we were. I needed to know more.

His eyes are still closed, but the look on his face is one of pain.

“All the time.” He confesses. “More than I would like to admit to you or anyone else.”

I can’t control myself as I lean closer into him and gently run my fingers from his temple to his cheek.

He inhales sharply and finally opens his eyes, “why do I feel like whatever everyone is hiding from me includes you? I think I’m going insane trying to figure out why I feel this way. As far as I know, we barely spoke to each other in the past, but somehow right after the accident, everything feels different between us.”

His words remind me of where we were and our complicated situation.

I remove my hand and place it between my legs to prevent myself from trying to touch him again.

I gasped when he grabbed my hand and placed it back on his cheek.

He narrows his eyes and pins me with his gaze, “things aren’t the same. I can feel it. It bothers me that no one is willing to tell me why I feel this way. Why, out of everyone, are you also the one keeping secrets from me?”

away even if I want to. I’m locked in his gaze. Unable to move an inch. I want to tell him the truth; I desperately want him to know

of the promise; I was scared

stuck in the past; he was the same Atticus obsessed with making Anya happy. I knew Atticus well. I wouldn’t be able to control my emotions if I told him the truth, and he

only doing this for me but for him as well. He may think he’s ready to know the truth, but everyone else knows that this wasn’t

before putting more space between us. This was exactly what I was

the class, and I don’t know whether to be relieved or sad

be happy that Clarissa was right. Even if Atticus didn’t remember our times together as a married couple, he could still feel the connection between us. His reaction to me, as well as the questions that he’d asked, was enough to confirm

a chance to bring him back to me; I just had to do things

slowly remind him of what we had. It wouldn’t be easy, and I knew that Anya would keep trying to push us apart, but I wouldn’t give up. Atticus was everything to me. I was not going down

get him back. However hard she tried to separate us, I would make it my business to try even harder. She would not win this fight. I would not let her take him from me this time. She had him once, and I’d let it happen; if I had

. . . .

~ANYA~

back. I was hoping that yesterday was a dream, not a dream, a nightmare. I was sure that she was gone from our lives for good after she went missing for days. How did she survive? They’d kidnapped her; I saw the video; how did she

kill her or keep her.

men weren’t as dangerous as I’d initially thought. If they were, they would have gotten rid of her, and I wouldn’t have been so damn

everything just by showing up. There’s no telling what more trouble she

I mumble as I hit a bottle to the ground. “Why is she back?” I shout as it breaks and shatters on the

my room upon hearing the

to her, yet he’s still stuck to her like glue. You should have seen them together in class today. He totally forgot that I was in the room with them. They were practically close to making

that I had the upper hand. I didn’t think so anymore, not after what I saw today. I felt like everything was continuously blowing up in my face. I was tired of having plans

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