Chapter 129


    The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 129


    ~DAMON~


    rissa’s words f*****g hurt. I wasn’t sure if this was intentional or if she truly felt that way about us.


    I was finally ready to fight for us. I was prepared to give her everything she wanted but she didn’t seem


    to want it anymore. I had hurt her too much in the past.


    Her eyes are sad as she says, “yes. This is what I want. It’s what’s best for both of us. We are not good


    for each other. You were right all along. It was never going to work between us. Our family will never be


    able to ept it.”


    I want to get on my knees; I want to beg her to give me a chance. I want to do anything to make her


    change her mind.


    But I didn’t want to go against her wishes. I’ve already gone against them in the past. If this was truly


    what she wanted. I would stand back and let it happen no matter how much it f*****g pained me.


    Hearing her say she would get rid of the tattoo bothered me a lot more than it should. It was her body; it


    was her choice. But damn it; I loved it on her. I didn’t want it gone. Knowing my name was on her body


    made it seem like she was mine. If she removed it, she was allowing someone else to take my ce.


    This was all my fault. I’d done this. She’d wanted me for so long. She gave me many opportunities, as


    she’d said earlier.


    I didn’t want to show her how upset I was. I didn’t want to worry her. I deserved this pain; I deserved to


    be unhappy after the number of times I’ve made her cry because of my dumb decisions.


    I’d realized my mistakes toote. Maybe this was for the best.


    But she was f*****g mine, damn it.


    Now I understood why I’ve always wanted her so much. Anya was never my mate, to begin with. Her


    spell was the only reason it became easier to stay away from rissa.


    Now that everyst bit of that spell was gone, my need for rissa had grown at an rming rate.


    I wasn’t sure how I would find the strength to stay away from her.


    Even now, her scent had filled the room. My body felt sensitive to it. Anytime I walked into a room now,


    I would be overwhelmed with the need to taste her because of that damn scent.


    How do I move on from her? How do I let her go?


    I took another step toward her and felt satisfied when I heard her heartbeat increase. It meant her


    feelings were still there; she was trying her best to control them.


    “I didn’t get the chance to tell you what I wanted to,” I say in a low voice.


    “Does it matter?” she asks. “You were going to apologize, weren’t you?”


    I exhale slowly, “no.” I breathe out. “I wasn’t.”


    Her eyes widened a little, “then what were you going to say?”


    My gaze softens, “I don’t think it makes sense for me to say it anymore, rissa. It seems like you’ve


    made your mind up.”


    Her lips part, and she looks curious.


    “There you two are.” My mother says as she finds us standing a little too close to each other. “What are


    you doing in here? Everyone is about to leave.”


    rissa’s cheeks are red as she turns to look at her.


    “Where are we going?” I ask her.


    “I know Anya wasn’t exactly the best person. She’s done a lot of wrong things, especially to our family.


    However, I think her mother brainwashed her and the things that she did was because of that. Your


    brother still loves her; it seems his love had nothing to do with the spell. And he’s now married to


    Willow, who’s her sister. Willow is now a daughter-inw of this family and needs to be treated like one.


    Since they both care deeply for her, I think it’s only fair that we bury her and give her a proper send-off.”


    My hands tighten into fists at my sides. I knew before she died I wanted her to pay after finding out


    about the things she’d done. I felt like she deserved to die, but I couldn’t deny the pain I still felt in my


    heart at knowing she was gone. Despite all the wrongs she’d done, I’d grown an attachment to her. It


    felt worse knowing that I was the one to kill her.


    But it had to be done. I would always choose to save rissa over everyone else. She’s always the


    first person I run to protect. Anya could have given up; we were willing to let her go. But she was too


    blinded by revenge. She wanted to kill rissa. She wanted to hurt us all. If I hadn’t killed her,


    someone else in my family would have.


    “We will be there in a second,” I tell mother.


    She nods and leaves us alone.


    rissa surprises me when she tugs at my shirt, “thank you.”


    I frown, “thank you?”


    She nods and peers up at me, “for saving me earlier.”


    I can’t stop gazing into her eyes. I saw glimpses of the same rissa, that saw me as her hero.


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    “Why are you thanking me?” I whisper. “Protecting you has always been something that brings me joy.


    I’ve told you this already. I will always protect you when you need me. I still don’t understand how you


    found out Anya’s true identity or why you had so many bruises.”


    She looks down nervously, “we hired a private investigator to keep an eye on Anya. He got back to us


    and told us that Anya lied about where she was living.”


    “I don’t understand. Why didn’t you tell me anything?” I demand from her. “I could have helped.”


    “We didn’t think that any of you would have believed us.” She answers me.


    “We?” I ask. “Who else knew about this?”


    “Autumn.” She answers me.


    Of course, Autumn.


    “Autumn wanted me to wait on her to visit the house and have a look around for any clues. But then


    Anya moved up the wedding date, and she had no time. The day before the wedding, Anya threatened


    me to stay away from her home. She nned to trap me inside the house since she knew I would try to


    get information on her. I waited for everyone to get busy with the wedding, and then left. Someone set


    the house on fire while I was inside it. That’s why I had so many bruises while trying to get out.”


    My blood boiled at this new information. Anya was nning to kill rissa even though she knew I was


    in love with her.


    She even tried to ckmail me into marrying her while it was happening.


    How could she have been so heartless all along? Why did I ever trust someone like her? Why was I so


    blind? I could have lost rissa because of my carelessness.


    Now more than ever I want to pull her into my arms and never let her go but I refrained from doing it. I


    couldn’t be selfish. I couldn’t.