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.

than we initially thought. Why would she want to kill me?

with flames. After

could feel the heat pouncing on my skin, threatening to hurt me. I blinked once, then twice; I couldn’t believe this

would even realize that I was missing, and even

only one that could save myself. There would be no Damon coming to my

on me. I screamed

in; it

around, trying to figure out how to get out

hasn’t been that easy and even if I

the flames finally catch up to me. I had to suck it up. It wouldn’t be the only burn to get

alive, what proof would I have to blame Anya

let out a

find something. Anything to prove who Anya indeed was. I had to. I was running out

closed my eyes as I felt something move inside of me; it was a strange feeling,

realize that the sound was coming from me. I didn’t understand why I was screaming;

my eyes, and the most fascinating yet shocking thing happened next. The fire formed a pathway before me, showing me the way. It doesn’t take me long to start to move forward. I

stopped before a strange untouched painting on the wall. Why was it pointing me to this painting? I slowly lifted it off the wall and watched as a picture fell from behind it. I catch

took me a minute to realize what I was holding in my

It was her—the witch.

A picture that had only been freed because of the fire that was set to trap me inside this

time to comprehend what was happening. The flames were howling in my ear, reminding me

path before the fire can

to the ground before my eyes.

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

the witch that had tried to kill me. She was hugging her tightly with

each other all along. Everything that we once thought was a lie. Anya

Judging by this picture, it’s possible that she was her mom

desperate to marry Damon? Was she slowly plotting her

place in less than an hour, and I was still in