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 left the

following us back home?” Clarissa

keep Dante company,” Autumn answers her. “They know he

over at me. “You haven’t said a single word.

know what to say around the

“do we

close to each other. You’re sisters. I sometimes

sure how to explain

that we don’t have space for a new sister. We may be sisters by blood, but we’re open to another. And we think that you’ll be perfect to fit into

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

Anya and my mother have been nothing but mean to them both. They’d done things I still hoped were not true. Still, Autumn and Clarissa treated me

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 Dante and I didn’t sleep in the same

knew he had no feelings for me. I grabbed 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

went back to my diary. The

My Dearest Husband,

want you more than I already did. I want you to continue to be nice to me, but at the same time, I wish that you didn’t. Because if you did, my heart would lose this battle, and if it did, I won’t be able to stop myself

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

entrance. What was he doing back already? He should still be at

before entering.

walked over to him. “Did something happen?”