The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 127

~CLARISSA~

Anya was dying in front of us. Even though I didn’t like her, it was still hard for me to watch. I never thought that Damon would be the one actually to kill her.

I thought he would never be able to do something like that.

“Anya!” Willow screams as she holds her head in her lap. “Please. No! No! No!”

Anya gently touches her cheek and gazes up at her. “Don’t c-cry.”

“You’re all that I have!” She screams. “Please don’t leave me. I beg you. Please don’t go.”

Dante drops to the ground next to her with tears in his eyes. Even Damon and Atticus seemed to be affected by seeing her like this. None of them wanted her dead despite everything she’d put them through.

Anya drags her gaze away from her sister to look at Dante. Her hands are shaking as she takes his hand in hers. “I know it’s too late to—” she coughs up blood but still tries to speak. “To apologize. I’m all that Willow has left. I know after I die, the spell I left on you will disappear also. But please, I beg of you. Please.”

“Please, what?” Dante asks her almost desperately as she continues to cough up blood. I can see the fear in his eyes. He knows that he’s losing her forever. I can’t imagine the pain that he must feel to know that he will never see her again.

“Please marry my sister.”

A dead silence follows.

all shocked by her words. No one is making a sound except her. She’s crying, begging him now

“Anya—”

spell. I know that. You don’t owe me anything, not after how much I’ve hurt and betrayed you. But please, I’m begging you, please marry her. She has no one. No one. She needs someone in her life. Out of everyone, I know you’ll protect her the most. I

says; he loves her, spells or not; Dante was in love with her.

a child.” Dante tries to tell

a child. How old

that much older than her. I can only go peacefully if you promise to marry her, Dante.

wasn’t even getting the chance

marry her, I could tell. Why would he? Anya was the one he

not enough. If you marry her, she will have a good life. Everyone will be f****d to accept her. Let her join the Academy with you. Please, marry her, Dante. It’s my dying wish. I know I don’t deserve

looks at Willow, crying for her sister, and I watch the moment he decides to make her wish come

whispers. “I promise

feeling inside my heart. Maybe it’s because

to die in peace, but

slowly closed, and she breathed

You could hear the grief in her cries. I couldn’t imagine her pain. That was her sister. Her sister. No matter how bad of a person Anya was, she was

back,” Atticus

We couldn’t

watch as Dante lifts Anya’s dead body into his arms and walks with her to the

I was scared to see him grieving for her as well. He was the one that had killed her. I knew he would feel guilty for the rest of his life even though

protecting me. Like

No one could form any words. We had