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!”

jaw clenches, and I push the door open despite the rain. It

“what are you

was in the middle of the road. I knew I was

needed to calm down before I spoke to Willow again. I didn’t want to say

my name. “Get back

for sure

to sneak around behind my back. She did it in

my life,

until it was too late. She crashes into my arms and hugs me

did it for selfish reasons. I promise you that I’m nothing like my sister. I will never do the

but hearing Willow admit that she was nothing like Anya, hearing her admit that she truly loved me did something to me. It calmed the storm in

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 of my life. I’m not my sister. If

me. Her eyes widen, and I can see the pain in her eyes from my rejection.

move towards her, she doesn’t move backward from me, and it