The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 268

Book 4 Chapter 3

~SCARLETT~

The next day at school, my sister still wasn’t in high spirits. I tried to cheer her up yesterday, but she wanted no part of it. I can’t blame her, though; it was only the second day, and she’d just gone through a messy breakup. I wish there were some way for me to help her. I wasn’t used to seeing her like this.

Everywhere we went, people were talking behind her back, whispering, laughing. She was still popular; that hadn’t changed, but her reputation had taken a hit. She knew this; I knew this, everyone knew it. She would have to do something drastic to regain everyone’s respect. If I were her, I would let people do and say whatever they wanted; I wouldn’t waste my time in the spotlight around dense people. But my sister and I were too different for her to do something like that.

“How is she holding up?” Jenna asks as she joins the both of us.

“Not good at all.”

“I think you should carry her in the other direction.” She informs me.

“What are you—”

I don’t get to finish my question when I spot Carter with a woman wrapped around his arms, snuggling into his neck. I expect him to look at my sister, but instead, his eyes are on me when he spots the three of us. I narrow my eyes. Does he want another punch to the face? I would be happy to do it for him. But in this case, punching him twice would not be enough.

have waited before displaying how much of an

if he watches us walk away, but I can feel the hairs on my neck tingle

this to you. He’s dumb. Any man would be lucky to

affect me anymore, but it’s hard. I thought he loved me, too. He never told me he did, but I always thought he was bad at showing his emotions. Now I know that he never said it because he never actually loved me. All this time, my love was one-sided. I can’t believe how stupid I’ve

love the wrong person. And that’s okay, people make mistakes. He’s the stupid one, and

to wait. And I hate having to see him happy with other women. I

checking that it was just the

I have an idea; I know how to make him pay for what he’s done to me.” She

If it’s anything that can get us in trouble, I’m in.

she tells me. “I can’t

me to punch him again, I’ll gladly do it, but if our parents get called in this time, I’m blaming you for asking me

don’t know why you did it in the first place. That act could