The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 129

~DAMON~

Clarissa’s words f*****g hurt. I wasn’t sure if this was intentional or if she truly felt that way about us.

I was finally ready to fight for us. I was prepared to give her everything she wanted but she didn’t seem to want it anymore. I had hurt her too much in the past.

Her eyes are sad as she says, “yes. This is what I want. It’s what’s best for both of us. We are not good for each other. You were right all along. It was never going to work between us. Our family will never be able to accept it.”

I want to get on my knees; I want to beg her to give me a chance. I want to do anything to make her change her mind.

But I didn’t want to go against her wishes. I’ve already gone against them in the past. If this was truly what she wanted. I would stand back and let it happen no matter how much it f*****g pained me.

Hearing her say she would get rid of the tattoo bothered me a lot more than it should. It was her body; it was her choice. But damn it; I loved it on her. I didn’t want it gone. Knowing my name was on her body made it seem like she was mine. If she removed it, she was allowing someone else to take my place.

This was all my fault. I’d done this. She’d wanted me for so long. She gave me many opportunities, as she’d said earlier.

I didn’t want to show her how upset I was. I didn’t want to worry her. I deserved this pain; I deserved to be unhappy after the number of times I’ve made her cry because of my dumb decisions.

I’d realized my mistakes too late. Maybe this was for the best.

But she was f*****g mine, damn it.

mate, to begin with. Her spell was the only reason it became easier to

that spell was gone, my

find the strength to stay

had filled the room. My body felt sensitive to it. Anytime I walked into a room now, I would be

I move on from her? How do I let

her heartbeat increase. It meant her feelings were still there; she was

didn’t get the chance to tell you what

it matter?” she asks. “You were going to

“no.” I

eyes widened a little, “then what were you going to

to say it anymore, Clarissa. It seems like you’ve made

lips part, and

a little too close to

as she turns to

are we going?”

family. However, I think her mother brainwashed her and the things that she did was because of that. Your brother still loves her; it seems his love had nothing to do with the spell. And

out about the things she’d done. I felt like she deserved to die, but I couldn’t deny the pain I still

protect. Anya could have given up; we were willing to let her go. But she was too blinded by revenge. She wanted to kill Clarissa. She wanted to hurt us all. If I

be there in a second,”

nods and

tugs at my shirt,

I frown, “thank you?”