Chapter 22
The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 22
~AUTUMN~
I wasn’t sure that I was doing the right thing. Can I genuinely marry Atticus when everything Anya had
said to me was true? We can never be happy if he didn’t love me. We can never have a sessful
married life if he was still in love with Anya. But my stupid heart didn’t care about that. All it wanted was
a chance to be loved by Atticus. And it didn’t mind the pain of being married to him while he was in love
with someone else as long as it meant it could spend time with him.
What was I doing to myself? Was it truly worth the pain?
I lean against the door and drop myself onto the ground. I know I shouldn’t be doing this in my wedding
dress, but these past few days have been overwhelmingly hard. But I was responsible for all of it. I
could have easily told Atticus I didn’t want to marry him to protect my heart, but I chose to do the
complete opposite.
“Why did it have to be you, Atticus?” I cry. “Why did it have to be you?”
Why did I have to love him out of every other avable man on earth? I couldn’t recall how often I’ve
drowned myself in guilt for loving Atticus while he was dating Anya. I felt like something was wrong with
me. And I had good reason to think that way. How could I have fallen for my best friend’s mate? And it
was pretty clear that I didn’t hide it well enough if Anya had known about it all along.
I had to regain control over my emotions. I couldn’t let it rule me, especially not today.
I slowly lifted my head, and it was only then that I saw something that made my entire body go
completely still. I was frozen. This whole time, we weren’t alone in the room. Two women were hiding
inside here, and I wonder if they were responsible for the video posted on my engagement night.
Did they also get everything on tape that happened between Atticus and me a few minutes ago? That
was not good. It would ruin everything. I couldn’t let them ruin this wedding.
“Please don’t scream!” One of the girls exims.
“This isn’t as bad as it looks,” the other woman tried to assure me. “I got a glimpse of the spa and
wanted a better look at it. Then Atticus and Anya barged in, and we didn’t know what to do, so we hid
since we weren’t supposed to be inside. We promise we were only looking for the bathroom, and then
all of this happened. We got stuck in here.”
Her exnation has managed to calm the pounding in my chest. I didn’t think that they were lying.
There also weren’t any signs of cameras on them. They had to be telling the truth.
“I’m sorry you had to see me like this before the wedding.” I apologize. “This must not be a very good
first impression.”
They just saw me having a mini breakdown. Not only did they see that, but they also saw the exchange
between Atticus and me. They would have also seen and heard the entire conversation between
Atticus and Anya. Should I ask them what they spoke about? A part of me knew that I should just let it
go even though the other half was screaming for me to ask them.
I eventually decided that I didn’t know these women well enough to ask.
“Are you kidding me?” The woman with long ck hair asks. “Look at the both of us. We aren’t exactly
giving off the best first impression either. I’m Gabrie, by the way.”
“Nice to meet you, Gabrie. I assume you know I’m Autumn by now.”
“We know,” the other woman says. “I don’t have a name to give you; that’s a long story on its own. But
it’s a pleasure to meet you, Autumn.”
She doesn’t have a name to give me. That seemed a little strange, but I didn’t have time to ask her
more about her situation.
“I would love to stay and chat, but I have a wedding to return to. There isn’t going to be a wedding if the
bride is missing.” I exin. I knew they would understand. A bride shouldn’t be locked in a spa room a
few minutes before her wedding ceremony starts.
The woman without a name smiles warmly, “we understand. We will be cheering for you in the crowd.”
I returned her smile and clutched my wedding dress closer as I rushed out of there. I ran into my
mother on the way, and she looked pissed. She must have been looking everywhere for me; it’s
possible she even panicked and thought that I’d run off before the wedding could begin. How epic
would that have been if I’d done that? If the groom was any other man, then I may have done just that.
Since it was Atticus, I was staying; I wasn’t going anywhere.
“Where on earth have you been, Autumn?” She scolds me. “I had everyone looking everywhere for
you. We were all thinking the worst!”
“I’m sorry, mother.” I apologize. “Something came up, but I’m here now.”
“You look beautiful.” She whispers suddenly as she pulls me in for a hug. “I know you may partly hate
us for forcing this marriage onto you. I hope you know that I love you even if I may not always show it. I
know what’s best for you, Autumn, and marrying into a sessful and powerful family such as the
Fawns is the best decision you’ll ever make.”
“I love you too, mom,” I tell her. “I’m going to miss you plenty.”
“You won’t need to miss us. We will visit so much that you’ll get tired of us.” She teases me. “Now, let’s
get you ready. The crowd is growing restless, and so is Atticus. He looked uneasy thest time I saw
him.”
I nod and follow her to the entrance of the area the wedding was being held. My father hugs me before
he links our arms together. This was it. The music that signaled my entrance was ying in the
background. There was no escaping now. It was finally here.
My father begins to move first, and I have no other choice but to start moving as well. There are a few
gasps of awe as I step into the spotlight. All eyes were on me, I felt nervous under all of the stares, but
all that changed when I looked down the aisle and saw Atticus waiting for me.
My lips parted at the darkness in his eyes, I could be wrong, but it felt like it was dark with desire. I had
to be incorrect. Atticus would never look at me with raw passion like this. The bright lights above us
must have been messing with my eyesight.
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My father confidently gives my hand to Atticus, and the moment his hand closes over mine, I know; I
just know that I’m making the right decision by marrying him. There is no other man worthy of marrying
me. No other man made me feel like this.
Everyone gets extremely quiet as the ceremony officially begins. I should be paying attention to
everything being said, but my heart and mind have managed to shut everything out except Atticus.
Our eyes are locked, and neither one of us is looking away. I’m happy that we both discussed this
wedding more than once. It’s relieving to know that we both agreed on it taking ce. Neither of us was
forced to do this. We may have agreed for different reasons, but that wasn’t important, at least for now.
“I do,” Atticus says suddenly, and it takes me a moment to realize that they are waiting for a response
from me. I wasn’t even aware that we had already reached so far into the ceremony.
“Do you, Autumn Rivera take this man to be yourwfully wedded husband, to live together in holy
matrimony, to love him, to honor him, tofort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health,
forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?”
They’ve repeated the question for my sake.
Someone clears their throat, and that’s my cue to speak up.
“I do,” I say as confidently as Atticus had done.
“I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.”
I try not to panic from those words. I was still tingling within from ourst kiss. I didn’t feelfortable
kissing him in front of so many people.
Atticus moves forward, and I slowly follow him, we are close enough to touch our lips together, and he
is the one that closes the distance between us. Sparks fly immediately after our lips touch, but it
doesn’tst long.
“Anya!” Someone shouts, and it forces Atticus and me to pull apart.
I looked around me as I tried to find out what was happening. Damon and Dante are rushing forward to
someone. And I can easily spot her, the only other woman in a white dress.
Anya.
She’d just fainted.