The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 301 ~SCARLETT~

We were at the game, and my hands were shaking. I haven’t been able to stop it since we got here.

I was a lot more affected than I expected. How was I so worried about who Carter would end up kissing to the point that my hands were shaking?

This didn’t seem okay. Something was most definitely wrong with me. I’ve had so much hatred towards Carter for what he did to Clara; where did all of that hatred go? When did those feelings begin to change?

Why did it take me this long to realize it?

“They’re already winning,” Clara says with excitement. “Even though I hate his guts for cheating, I’m always happy to watch him play.”

That’s right, Scarlett, that bastard cheated on your sister! He cheated on her! Why on earth are you developing feelings for him?

“He’s going to be the star player again tonight.” Jenna sighs. “Carter does know his game. No one can take that from him.”

“Are we suddenly praising Carter?” I ask. I needed to say something against him if I wanted my sister to believe nothing was happening with me. If I suddenly started saying nice things about Carter, she would notice my change.

“You’re right,” Clara says as she rolls her eyes. “Why do we have good things to say about him? He’s nothing but a lying, cheating ass!”

Why do I suddenly feel offended that my sister said that about him? I wanted to bury my face in my hands and never look up again. I didn’t know what to do with these feelings. I didn’t want to accept them. I wanted to run and hide from them.

ruin the relationship I had with Clara. Sisters came

be bothered by the fact that Carter would be kissing some random

is Carterrrrr Prince!” The announcer shouts. The crowd erupts into

can hardly breathe when the

It was happening.

a second thought. With each step he took towards her, I felt a little piece of my

Carter even looked at another girl. Why did it

I couldn’t. I watch in horror as she wraps her arms around his neck and pulls herself up so their lips

selfish, only thinking about myself. I can’t even imagine how hard it must be on Clara to

move my gaze from her face towards Jenna; I hold back a gasp when I find her looking

She knew.

how to read me well. Even though my sister couldn’t

I couldn’t stop the

any better. This was something I wanted to bury

the

that the game was over. This would give me some time to speak with Jenna. I had to find out just how much she

pulls me into a stall and locks the

you thinking?” She demands from

it cool, “What are