The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 209

Book 3 Chapter 45

~WILLOW~

Dante is fuming when he storms inside the beach house with me right behind him.

“Look who’s finally back!” Atticus announces as he spots us first.

“Father!” Dante shouts. “Mother!”

Both his parents turn to look at us.

“Is something wrong?” His mother asks. “Did something happen? Did you not complete the ritual?”

Of course, that’s the first thing everyone will be concerned about. The ritual. Thankfully, it was complete.

“Can someone explain to me why there was a f*****g photographer waiting to get pictures of Willow and me returning from the spring?” he demands as he throws the broken camera onto the ground.

His father walks towards us, “Did you get rid of the footage?” he demands.

“Of course I did.” Dante roars. “That ritual was supposed to be something private between Willow and me. How could you send someone to take pictures of us?”

“He didn’t take pictures of you in the spring.” His mother tries to explain. “He was only supposed to take pictures of the both of you returning together.”

Dante spat angrily. “Forcing me novelwn.com to complete this ritual wasn’t enough? You had to send a photographer to let the entire f*****g world know what

at me when he

I could hear his parents scolding him for saying that in front of me, but

everything that happened tonight, hearing Dante say that he was f****d to complete the ritual with me

He was f****d. f****d.

help by forcing him to look at me tonight. I was worse than

out of my

my diary from the suitcase and pulled out a pen along

My dearest husband,

for making everything so much harder for you. I’m sorry you were f****d to marry me by my sister. I’m sorry you were f****d to do a ritual that may or may not guarantee a long marriage to me. However, I’m not sorry for the feelings in my heart. I’m not sorry for loving

bringing it with me was a good idea, but now I knew I needed

I open the door, I’m surprised to see Dante novelwn.com right before me.

feel sorry for me? I didn’t want

I’m sorry.” He apologizes. “I was angry with my parents. I wasn’t thinking properly. I didn’t mean to say what I

apologize, Dante,” I assure him. “You can’t control the way you feel. You weren’t thinking, but you said exactly what was in your heart. You were f****d into all of this. It’s not new to

I wasn’t thinking. I willingly got into that water with you tonight. No one put a g*n to my head and f****d

for me. I can handle the truth. It was hard to stomach but I rather his honesty than his lies. As