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.

fall in love with a man like Dante. 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

have been in my place. I’m not sure how I felt about that. The thought of

them. He wasn’t wild and a jerk like

my diary and touched the pen

My dearest husband,

first person I 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

and threw the book onto the floor. What was I thinking? It was one thing to have a crush on him but to dream of him

It was wrong.

was it? I was his wife,

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 end in heartbreak.

out of my thoughts. I quickly ran to open it,

have a party to attend.” Clarissa reminds me

get

things,” Clarissa assured me. “You will look stunning when she’s done with you,

that your wardrobe isn’t vast,” Autumn tells me. “That’s why Clarissa and I went shopping for you. We have a selection of outfits that you can start

did that?” I ask in surprise.