The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 167

BOOK 3 CHAPTER 3

~DANTE~

I pick Willow up into my arms and carry her downstairs near a fire pit.

“Why does this keep happening to her?” I ask my mother. “It doesn’t make any sense. Even the doctors don’t know what is wrong with her.”

I’m tired of seeing her like this. Anya asked me to protect her sister and I wasn’t doing a damn good job at it. If she was here, she would be disappointed with me. I hate myself for not granting her wish.

Why couldn’t the doctors help her by now? What more was needed to help her?

“It is a bit strange,” Autumn whispers. “I’m worried about her.”

I was also, but not because I cared about her. I was worried because I promised Anya that I would protect her. I didn’t want to break my promise to her.

She wanted me to marry her sister to give her a better life. What good was marrying her if I couldn’t figure out what was happening to her?

“Just keep her close to the fire Dante.” My mother orders me. “If it’s anything like the last time, she would be okay in a few minutes.”

I held Willow close to me. It was the first time I was willingly holding her like this. I’ve made sure to keep a distance between

don’t know why. I can’t explain

was beautiful, very beautiful. She was like a breath of fresh air in my dull life. She was someone I had to keep away from my darkness; if she got

was terrified that it would be painful if she did.

feel about it. Part of me hoped that I could find some

skin returning to its average temperature, and I let go of a breath I

is returning,” Autumn

Clarissa asks as she

something happen to Willow?” She gasped when her eyes

first person she saw. Her lips part, and her cheeks

She almost looked

are you feeling?”

down on her lip before saying softly, “I’m fine. Did it happen

eyes grow sad. “Am I going

I don’t know why

not going to die. Anya asked me to keep you safe, and I’ll do just that. We called a different doctor. I hope this one will have more answers

It took me a few seconds to realize I was still holding her. I

care for Willow. I didn’t want to worry over her, and

never loved me, and I knew that she used me since the beginning. I knew everything after her death. However, that didn’t change the way I felt about her. She claimed that I was under

then, and I still haven’t recovered. I