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.

displaying how

my neck tingle as though he was still watching

this to you. He’s dumb. Any man would be lucky to have you. And soon enough, you will

his actions 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

her. “You just chose to love the wrong person. And that’s okay,

to wait. And I hate having to see him happy with other women. I will have no choice but to spend the rest of my school

into the bathroom suddenly. After checking that it was just the three of us in here, she turned

know how to make him pay for what he’s done to me.”

against the mirror, “you have an idea?” She asks. “And what is this idea? If it’s anything that can

tells me. “I can’t pull

squeaky voice. “Why would it include me? If you want me to punch him again, I’ll gladly do it, but if our parents get called in this time,

you to punch him again. I don’t know why you did it in the first place. That act could have landed you in serious trouble if Carter had