The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 168

BOOK 3 CHAPTER 4

~WILLOW~

Another doctor. Same answer. Each doctor did not know what was wrong with me. They kept saying that it wasn’t anything serious and that I shouldn’t worry.

Why shouldn’t I worry when it felt like I could freeze to death any day now? Why couldn’t they see how terrified I was of dying?

I felt like these doctors couldn’t help me. They were useless in my case. We had to find someone else who knew what was happening to me. But who could that be?

I was surprised earlier to see Dante holding me. It’s not something that I expected to wake up to. He’s always kept plenty of distance between the two of us. Just the thought of it made me feel butterflies in my stomach. Even the slightest bit of attention from Dante made me all giddy inside. I don’t think he even knows what he does to me.

‘I won’t stop until I get some f*****g answers.’

Those were his words, and even though I knew he was only protective because of Anya, it still made my stomach flutter. It made me happy to know that he was that determined to help me.

He was everything a girl like me could ever dream of marrying. His green eyes sparkled under bright lights, and his dark brown hair begged to be touched. His muscular arms were built for protection. You could tell that Dante was a protector, someone who protected those he loved fiercely. He was also loyal; even after my sister’s death, he never looked at another woman. She’s all that he could see. There were so many qualities about him that stood out to me. He was like a dream come true. If only Anya had seen in him what I

I wouldn’t have been married to Dante and she would have been in my place. I’m not sure how I felt about

He was different from them. He wasn’t wild and a jerk like some of the others. He

grabbed my diary and touched the pen to the

My dearest husband,

saw after waking up. Your eyes were filled with concern I’ve never seen before. My heart flutters whenever I’m reminded of how worried you were about me. I wish that one day I could tell you how

gasped and threw the book onto the floor. What was I thinking? It was one thing to

It was wrong.

it? I was his wife,

and drop myself onto the bed. Yes. I was his wife, but he didn’t treat me that way. He was also still in love with my sister. Dreaming of kissing him would only

my thoughts. I

attend.” Clarissa reminds me with

here to help you get dressed,” Autumn says, forcing herself into

“You will look stunning when she’s done

and I went shopping for you. We have a selection of outfits that you

I ask