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.

happy we left the party

following us back home?” Clarissa asks. She looks behind

answers her.

nods and then looks over at me. “You haven’t said a single word.

“I’m sorry. I never know what to say

widen, “do

shook my head, “you’re so close to each other. You’re sisters. I sometimes feel like it may be

how

sister. We may be sisters by blood, but we’re open to another. And we think

Autumn. We need someone like you to complete us. So please, feel more comfortable around us. We promise that we will always protect

by their kindness. Anya and my mother have been nothing but mean to them both. They’d done things I

They walked me back to my room. They asked if I wanted to spend more time with them, but I was too sad

face into it. The thought of women like her throwing themselves at him

went back to my diary. The one place I

My Dearest Husband,

you did something that left me breathless. You gave me a ring and placed it on my finger in front of hundreds of girls who wished you were theirs. It made my heart flutter once more. It scared me because it made me want you more than I already did. I want you to continue to be nice to me, but at the same time, I

dropped the pen onto the bed and placed the diary where it belonged. I don’t know why I put my thoughts into that

standing at the entrance. What was he doing back already? He should still be at the party with

knocked before entering.

slowly got up from the bed and walked over