The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 221

Book 3 Chapter 57

~DANTE~

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Why would she do this to me?

She’d made me vulnerable in front of her. Just like Anya had done, she claimed she was nothing like her sister, but for the first time since I’d met Willow, I could finally see similarities between them.

“Why Willow?” I croak. “Why did you intentionally lie to me? What could you have possibly gained by doing that?”

She doesn’t answer me, and I slowly move my face from her neck to stare into her eyes. They’re wide with panic. What does she have to be so scared about?

I grab her arms and glare at her, “Are you sure this wasn’t a game for you like it was for Anya? She constantly played tricks like that on me until, one day; she finally spoke the truth. She confessed that she never loved me. Are you doing the same thing your sister did to me, Willow?”

Rain begins to pour around us heavily. Willow winces at the roaring thunder and flashes of lightning. I don’t move an inch. I’m focused on every single movement that she makes as I wait for her to give me an answer.

I squeeze her arm tighter, “Answer me, Willow. Answer me!”

push the door open despite the rain. It didn’t look like I would get an answer from

“what

seat as I walk out into the rain, leaving her behind. I knew I was in the middle of the road. I knew I was doing something f*****g risky by being here, but I had no care

calm down before I spoke

Willow screaming my name. “Get back in the jeep! You’re getting

didn’t care a second ago when she lied to me about liking Ares. How do I even know for sure that it was a

to sneak around behind my back. She did

my life, the pain was not getting any easier

so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t realize Willow was running towards me until it was too late. She

that I’m nothing like my sister. I will never do the things to you that she did to you. I will never hurt you as she did. Anya may not have loved you, but I promise

to ease the pain in my chest, but hearing Willow admit that she was nothing like Anya, hearing her admit that she truly

love you, Dante.” She cries against my chest. My breath hitches when she grabs my shirt and screams, “I love you. Only you. I don’t like anyone else. I promise you’re the only man I’ll ever love for the rest

in her eyes from my rejection.

takes a second for me to give in to her. Her eyes widen when I move towards her, she doesn’t move backward from me, and it only pleases me more. I