The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 302 ~SCARLETT~

Jenna knew now that I was falling for Carter. I knew it was time for me to get rid of these feelings. However, it was easier said than done. If I could turn my feelings off, I would happily do it.

Life was a lot simpler when I wasn’t looking for the affection of the most popular player in our Academy.

“You look like you didn’t get any sleep last night.” Clara points out.

That’s because I didn’t. I couldn’t sleep because of Carter. I couldn’t get the image of him kissing a random girl in front of so many spectators. The last time that had happened, I was the girl he had kissed in front of everyone.

I hated that I had enjoyed it. At that time, I also hated that I was there. Everything was so different now. It was crazy how quickly my feelings for him had grown.

I knew I had no right to get jealous. He was my sister’s ex-boyfriend. He was also an asshole, and we were not in a relationship. He could kiss whoever he wanted to.

I don’t know how Clara was ever okay with him openly kissing other girls after each of his games while she was standing right there in the middle of the stadium. If I were his girlfriend, I would never be okay with something like that. I wasn’t even his girlfriend, and it bothered me to the point that I could not sleep.

That wasn’t the only reason I couldn’t sleep. I kept thinking about Clara and how badly I was betraying her. Even if I stopped now, it wouldn’t change anything; I had already betrayed her.

first, I lied because I thought I was protecting

“Scarlett?”

look at my sister. It was hard even to look her

I chose to tell her the truth

her to hate me. I didn’t want to hurt

sleeping last night.” I lie. “But

my words.

thinking about ways to get Carter to

that was also a lie. But why

new ways did you come up with?” I ask her, genuinely curious. “And do

wouldn’t kiss anyone at the game last night. I don’t know what

her words bother me, but I failed

to kiss her? Why couldn’t he have just said no and made my

like me. He was only messing around with me. He was not falling in love with me. I was the one catching feelings for him instead. My sister’s plan was backfiring. She was setting herself up to get

. . .

that he’d kissed someone. A part of me hoped that the kiss in his truck meant