The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 171

BOOK 3 CHAPTER 7

~WILLOW~

“I wanted to slap each of them on their ugly faces!” Clarissa hissed next to me. “Why didn’t Dante say something? He just stood there while they all had so much to say.”

“To be fair, there wasn’t anything he could say to make it better.” Autumn points out. “They are indeed sleeping in separate rooms.”

“At least he got her this beautiful ring,” Clarissa says as she brings my hand closer to her face. “Even though he upsets me sometimes, I must say that Dante at least made one good decision tonight. Did you see Sharon’s face when she saw the ring?”

Autumn nods, “Sharon is just upset that she didn’t get a chance to have Dante herself. She knew that there was nothing she could do as long as Anya was around. Now that Anya’s gone, she thinks she can have him even though he’s married.”

“Women like her makes me so angry.” Clarissa mumbles. “Damon was holding me back the entire time; if he weren’t around, I would have fried her hair!”

Autumn covered her mouth, but even that couldn’t stop her laughter. “That would have been such a funny sight to see.”

I had to agree. Seeing something like that happen to Sharon would have placed me in a better mood.

we

you sure they aren’t following us back home?” Clarissa asks. She looks behind

Autumn answers her. “They

me. “You haven’t said a single

never know what to say

widen, “do

sisters. I sometimes feel

sure how to

we don’t have space for a new sister. We may be sisters by blood, but we’re open to another. And

to complete us. So please, feel more comfortable around

but mean to them both. They’d done things I still hoped were not true. Still, Autumn and Clarissa treated me like I

pulled up to the mansion. They walked me back to my room. They asked if I wanted to spend more time with them, but I was too sad to join them. It still bothered me that everyone knew

a pillow from the bed and buried my face into it. The thought of women like her throwing themselves at him made me frustrated. I knew there was no chance he would ever give them what they

back to my diary. The one place I felt

My Dearest Husband,

scared me because it made me want you more than I already did. I

bed and placed the diary where it belonged. I don’t know why I put my thoughts into that book. It was a disaster waiting to happen

opens suddenly, and I’m surprised to see Dante standing at the entrance. What was he doing back already? He should still be at the party with

before entering. Did

up from the bed and walked over to him. “Did