The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 99

Book 2 Chapter 22

~DAMON~

This should not hurt this much. It should not f*****g hurt like this. Marrying Anya was supposed to solve everything. It was supposed to make things better. Not worse.

But it was worse. Wasn’t it?

Dante had just stormed out of the house, and I could feel his pain. He was my brother; of course, I could feel his pain. He was hurting, and so was I. But for completely different reasons. He was in despair because of Anya, and I was in pain because of Clarissa.

I didn’t want to be the reason he was like this. I didn’t want to hurt my brother. And I sure as hell didn’t want to hurt Clarissa. But what the hell was the right thing to do? What other choice could I have made to make things better?

I knew from the start that Dante would have reacted badly to the news, so I asked for enough time to explain things to him, but Anya did not give me that time. When we were in the room, she didn’t wait for me, she immediately told him everything. I was not prepared for it at all. Seeing my brother like this was affecting me horribly.

But the real pain, the main reason my heart was squeezing painfully in my chest, was the beautiful woman in front of me. She was staring at me as if I’d just broken her heart into a million pieces.

That was never the intention. I was trying to protect her heart, not break it.

I swallow. It’s the only movement I could allow my body to make right now. It hurts even to breathe while staring at her eyes, now filled with unshed tears.

f**k ME. I can’t believe that I’m the one that’s hurting her like this. In the past, I would kill anyone that made her cry but this time, I was the culprit. I was the asshole making her cry.

Anya was not supposed to break the news like this. I told her to give me time. I told her that I didn’t want to announce it today. Why did she have to do this? I knew it had to happen eventually, but I wasn’t ready to break the news to Clarissa. At least, not like this.

Clarissa’s broken heart and

can’t seem to form the words in my mouth. I’m suddenly at a loss for words. I don’t want her

and grandfather had just joined

still had no clue how to break the news to my parents. Why did Anya do this? Why did she

whispers; this time, her voice breaks, tugging at my heart. It took all of my self-control not to

does weird, painful things to my body. “Tell

I did,

I couldn’t handle the change. It had to remain the

to calm her. “Let’s take this into the family room.

we needed to do. But I also knew that this discussion

don’t think she fully accepted my parents as hers. And I know that the main reason is partly because of me. I’ve known it for a while, but I’ve been lying to myself.

now.” She adds as she glares at me. “I want Damon to tell

for him. What are you so upset about, anyway? Can’t you see that marrying me is what he actually wants? I can make him happy; I would think that would,

my stomach? I didn’t see

tell Clarissa how to feel at a

I can say. That’s all my mouth is letting me say—her name. I

more when I see the tears slowly rolling down her cheeks. I did that. I was causing her to cry when it was the last f*****g thing I ever

says as she continues to look straight into my eyes. She isn’t backing down. She’s showing me exactly

want you to find out like this. I know it

if Clarissa ever decided to hate me. My heart wouldn’t be able to take it. I would drop to the ground and beg her to forgive me

want to tell her. So much more, but I don’t know how to say it. I didn’t know what to say to make her understand that this was the right thing to do. She

that she would. But why does the right thing hurt so f*****g much? Shouldn’t it be easier? Why does it feel like someone is tearing my heart straight out of

and still

she turns and walks away from me. I felt like I was letting her walk out of my life. I didn’t want to let her go.

bring her back to me. It was taking all of my self-control not to pick her up