The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 109

Book 2 Chapter 32

~CLARISSA~

“Something is wrong,” I whisper. “The fire should still be surrounding us.”

How was this even possible?

I was happy it was gone, but it didn’t change the fact that nothing made sense. It was here just a minute ago. One minute Damon and I were trying to find a way to escape, and the next, we had nothing to escape from.

“We should get out of here immediately,” Damon says as he examines our surroundings. There wasn’t any visible danger, but that didn’t mean we were safe.

“Whatever caused that fire is still around. They’re messing with us. I don’t know what they have planned, but we must return to the others. They need to know that we may or may not have another unknown enemy.”

Right. Back to the engagement. As soon as we returned, the party would continue as though it had never stopped.

I was sure Anya was making a scene back home since Damon had left to find me during their engagement ceremony. She would be pissed, no doubt. Damon didn’t seem to be bothered about her. He was too busy being frustrated over the decisions I’ve been making lately.

“I don’t want to be there,” I whisper. I did not want to go back. Not tonight. Not while that party was still ongoing.

Damon paused his movements so that he could look back at me.

“What?” he asks. I can feel the tension in the air between us increase.

“I don’t want to be at that party, Damon,” I say. “It’s why I came into the woods, to begin with. I don’t want to go back there. I’ll do anything not to have to witness that ceremony.”

He runs a hand down his face and sighs, “Clarissa, you don’t expect to remain here after what just happened, do you? And you’re crazy if you think I’ll leave you here just because you asked me to.”

“No,” I mumble. “But I’m not going back there either.”

with our situation. I’m not sure which of those has him angry right now. Judging by the glare he gives me next, it’s safe to say that I’m the one he’s upset with. But according to him, I’m never the one he’s angry with. But it’s possible that

she couldn’t find you anywhere?” He demands. “Do you understand the

my lips tightly together and glare at him. I’m aware of what I did, but it doesn’t mean I’m proud of my actions. Doesn’t he realize how painful it

He demands. “Why don’t you realize

why did he have

I demand,

He frowns, “do what?”

my life in danger when it concerns

always say things like

He demands. How can he

up over my disappearance as you do. You have always protected me more than they have done. I know they care about me also, but it’s different with you. I can sense the difference; I can feel it in my

eyes widen at my words, it’s weird, but I don’t think Damon has even realized what he’s been doing all along. I don’t think he’s ever

the things that I loved. I didn’t want him to change his behavior towards me now that he understood what it was doing to me. I didn’t want to regret

as he

saying there was no chance for us. I wanted him to tell me he

him as he stops a few inches away from my body. “Don’t apologize. I’m tired of your apologies, Damon. I don’t want to listen to another one from

don’t even accept my apology?” He whispers. I can hear the pain in his voice, and

I may have never met you. I may have never gotten the chance to protect you the way that I love doing. In a way, I’m glad

did this mean? Was this the closest thing to a confession

I was the one

same last name as yours, if we had met under different circumstances, just two strangers who happened to like each other. Would you have chosen

wanted to hear his response to that question. I needed

and my heart was racing in my

I beg. “Tell me that we would have had a chance. Tell me

not like his answer would change our situation now. What difference would it make?

as he seems to have an inner

“Clarissa—”

finish. He doesn’t get to answer me because we hear footsteps and someone calling

No. No. No.