The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 57

~ATTICUS~

“Where are you going?” Damon demands as I grab my key from the counter just as he’d returned from dropping Anya home.

“I need to clear my head.” I lie.

“Do you want me to come with you?” He asks. “To keep you company. I’ll be quiet, I swear.”

I shook my head, “this is something I want to do alone.”

He nods, “just know I’m one call away if you need me.”

I don’t wait for him to say anything else. I was desperate to find the truth, and since no one was willing to tell me, I had to do all the digging on my own.

There’s one place that wouldn’t be able to hide the truth. And that’s the warehouse where they kept all of the magazines.

I was sure there had to be at least one that could tell me everything I needed to know. The problem was breaking into it. No one would let me inside without causing a scene. But I knew at least one person would accept a bribe from me. That’s why I had a good amount of cash with me. Everyone is supposed to be home by now, everyone except the guards.

Once I got through to the main guard, everything else would be more accessible.

I mashed down hard on the accelerator when I felt a painful memory of the day of the accident. I mashed the brakes and pulled to the side of the road before I could lose control of the vehicle.

What the hell was that? I tried to replay the five seconds of memory over and over again.

I was racing after a vehicle on that day. I clutched my chest at the pain I felt at the reminder. It wasn’t anything significant, but it was enough to make me wonder what the hell had genuinely happened on that day. Why was I racing after a vehicle? No one mentioned that to me, but they hadn’t mentioned anything at all about that day.

Autumn had asked me once if the accident traumatized me, and my answer was no. Now, I wasn’t sure that was the correct answer. It was the first time I’d chosen to drive this fast since the accident, and I wasn’t expecting to have this kind of reaction.

It meant that I was speeding that day the crash took place. Even if I was speeding, I always thought I was a good driver. I should have been able to stop the vehicle. Nothing about that day made sense to me. Something had to have caused the accident. But what was it?

I pulled back onto the road; I couldn’t let this stop me from finding the truth. It’s not like I could ask anyone for help; no one would do it.

I chose to drive slower; I hoped that would help with the unsettling feeling in my chest.

takes longer than it should for me to

on the side of the building and found the guards

you have written permission to be here?” One of

cash to give to you if you let me through and keep this just between the

each other skeptically, and I pulled the money out

do we do about the

leave that to

me with gadgets to shut off cameras within a certain distance. I’d brought it with

handing them the money, they open the gates for me to pass. I didn’t waste any time as I opened all the doors that gave me access to the room I was looking for. Luckily, the keys had been

room and felt discouraged by the thousands of magazines they had

me forever to

searched the boxes for dates, but they weren’t labeled. How could they not label their

Ah, f**k.

shoving them all to the ground, but I knew that would

I know which of these articles included stories about me? And how would I know which of them included

front page of each magazine. That’s usually where the stories about me

had zero reports about me. The second

find at least one thing that would be helpful to me, but to my disappointment and frustration, nothing here had anything to do

head in my hands. Where could it be? Did

meant that they

was tell me the f*****g truth. I couldn’t even

I wasn’t about to give up. I came here for answers, and I wasn’t leaving

after the next, but

more thing I could think about doing, and that was

with that were the Blackners, and they weren’t here. I didn’t have time to call them for help either. I wasn’t sure if they would’ve helped me

plenty on my mind. I wasn’t successful in finding

to their dumping grounds. It’s where they kept the magazines they had no

I have any luck inside there? It was worth a

discouraged. Everything had been shredded. But it wasn’t so bad that I wouldn’t be able to put the pieces back

the ones with my face on them and spent hours searching for the missing pieces. When I’d finally gotten the front page back

Fawn gets into an accident while trying to save his wife, Autumn

blood drains from my face as the realization hits