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.

a sound except her. She’s crying, begging him now to marry Willow. She’s repeating herself, over and

“Anya—”

real. It was a 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

Anya. I don’t care what she says; he loves her,

Dante tries to tell her. “She’s

just a child.

She disagrees. “You’re not that much older than her. I can only go peacefully if you promise to marry her, Dante. Please. Please do it for me. I’m

this. Willow wasn’t even getting the chance to grieve for her

desperately. Dante didn’t want to marry her, I could tell. Why would he? Anya was the one he loved, and she

“It’s 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 anything, but please, I need to know that you’ll marry

sister, and I watch

promise.” He whispers. “I promise

inside my heart. Maybe it’s

She doesn’t deserve to die in peace, but Willow did deserve to see her sister happy before she

slowly closed,

cries. I couldn’t imagine her pain. That was her sister. Her sister. No matter how bad of a person Anya was, she was still

to get back,” Atticus says

right. We

into his arms and

to see him grieving for her as well. He was the one that had killed her. I knew he would feel guilty for

was only protecting

an incredibly sad one. No one could form any words. We had a mixture of