The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 120

Book 2 Chapter 43

~CLARISSA~

Empty.

The house was completely empty.

Anya must have cleared it after discovering we had hired someone to monitor her. It’s why she told me to stay away from her home. She was only trying to provoke me.

If I had told anyone about it, they would have thought I was making everything up to stop the wedding. Maybe that’s what she wanted all along.

She wanted to make me look like a fool. She wanted to play the victim once more.

I dropped myself onto the floor and buried my face in my hands. This was my last chance to stop the wedding. It was my last chance to prevent Damon from ruining his life for me.

I couldn’t believe it was all over. Anya had played me. She did this to distract me from the wedding. She knew I would go to the house as a last resort. She knew I would try to find evidence.

How could I have been so stupid?

I slowly lift my head from my hands after realizing something I should have noticed sooner.

What was that scent? The sound?

I’ve heard it before in the forest.

Where was it coming from? I picked myself off the ground and walked out of the room, only to realize that all the exits were on fire.

A chill runs down my spine as I soon realize Anya’s true plan. She wanted to kill me in this house. It wasn’t just a distraction; she wanted me dead.

was much worse than we initially thought. Why would she want to kill me? To get me out of Damon’s life for

to another room, and to my horror, the windows were already covered with flames. After

the heat pouncing on my skin, threatening to hurt me. I blinked once, then twice;

that I was missing, and even if they did, they

this time, I was the only one that could save myself.

were getting closer and closer, closing in on me. I screamed as a piece

I was in; it was the safest place in the

out how to get out of there

been that easy and even if I did, I would still be trapped. I

arm in pain when the flames finally catch up to me. I had to

proof would I have to

let out a scream of

indeed was. I had to.

felt something move inside of me; it was a strange

and it took me a few seconds to realize that the sound was coming from me. I didn’t understand why I was screaming; all I knew

take me long to start to move forward. I walked between it, and for some strange reason, I completely trusted it even though it could

stopped before a strange untouched painting on the wall. Why was it pointing me to this painting? I slowly

minute to realize what I was holding in my hands, but the moment

It was her—the witch.

that had only been freed because of

flames were howling in my ear, reminding

following the path before the fire can burn it entirely down

burn to the ground before my eyes. It was falling apart right

the picture closer to my eyes, taking a good look at it for a second time.

to kill me. She was hugging her tightly with another girl

Everything that we once thought was a lie. Anya wasn’t under

to her? Judging by this picture, it’s possible that she was her mom or an

to marry Damon? Was

I was still in