Chapter 133

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 133 ~CLARISSA~

A family vacation. I wasn’t sure if that’s what we needed now. But it would be good to get out of the house. Maybe this could help Willow’s mood improve as well.

I was in the middle of packing for it. We would be leaving in a few minutes.

“It’s a beach house,” Autumn says, walking into my room. “That means that I get to choose your swimsuits.”

I shook my head, “did you forget a certain tattoo on my body.”

I still couldn’t let anyone see it. Besides, Damon already thought that I’d gotten rid of it.

“It’s okay. That’s why we have the coverups that you usually use. I have fancy ones that will have Damon’s head spinning.” She teases me.

Autumn seemed to believe that Damon would soon confess his feelings for me, but I didn’t think it would be that simple.

“And what about Willow?” I ask her. “We need to help her relationship with Dante. Those two act like they’re strangers. I understand they were strangers before Anya died, but we must help them.”

Autumn nods, “I’ve already been thinking of ways to help her. Dante’s heart does belong to Anya, which means none of this is going to be easy. Willow would also feel like she’s betraying her sister by being with Dante. However, I have noticed her cheeks turn red whenever he’s close to her. I think there is a good chance that she has a little crush on him.”

“Really?” I ask, suddenly very eager to know more. “Why didn’t I notice that before?”

She laughs, “maybe because you’re too caught up in your love life to notice anything happening around you.”

That was true.

Was this a good time to mention the fire incident? I’ve kept this a secret from Autumn, and I don’t know why. I hadn’t told anyone that the fire had helped me to escape that day. How could I explain that fire helped me escape from itself? That made no sense to me, and I’m sure that it would make zero sense to everyone else as well.

But Autumn has always been very understanding. She’s also someone that I could easily trust. Out of everyone, she should at least know what happened that day.

“There’s something I have been keeping from you,” I confess. “From everyone.”

She frowns and sets the bikini she was holding aside, “you’ve been keeping something from me?” She asks. “Why? I thought we told each other everything.”

I swallow, “I wasn’t sure how to bring it up.” I explain. “It’s something that has me a little confused and afraid.”

“And it has nothing to do with Damon?” She asks curiously.

I shook my head, “no, for once, it has nothing to do with Damon.”

“Well, tell me.” She urges me. “What can be so bad that you’ll consider keeping it a secret from me?”

I play with my fingers nervously, “when someone set the house on fire, I was trapped. There was nowhere for my escape. The fire was closing in on me, and I was terrified that I wouldn’t be able to return to stop the wedding. I hadn’t even found the picture until something strange happened. The fire formed a pathway in front of me. I followed it, and it led me straight to the picture. It’s only because of the fire that I was able to find it, and it’s also the reason that I was able to escape. I know you might think that I’m crazy or abnormal. Or maybe I hallucinated that day; I’m unsure of anything right now.”

“You’re not abnormal.” Autumn scolds me. “What about me? My father is some insane sorcerer that tried to take over the world.

If anyone’s abnormal, it’s me.”

I smile, “how do you always know how to make me feel better?”

She shrugs her shoulders, “I can’t say. It just comes to me naturally. But, strangely, the fire guided you. I’ve never heard of anything like that before. But do you think it was also trying to help you that day Damon found you in the forest?”

I frown. Why hadn’t I thought about it before?

“I don’t think it was trying to help. It had surrounded me and was closing in. It didn’t make a pathway for me on that day.” I tell her. “Do you think I was hallucinating? I was surrounded by a lot of fire. The heat of the flames could have made me think I saw something that didn’t even happen.”

She gently rubs my shoulder, “don’t worry. We will figure this out.”

Atticus walks into the room and finds us deep in thought.

“Every time I see the two of you together, I get scared.” He confesses. “I feel like you’re never up to any good. The two of you combined is a dangerous combination.”

“We’re not up to any mischief,” Autumn assured him. “You don’t need to worry.”

“At least I’ll be able to keep my eyes on the two of you while we’re at the beach house.” He says in a relieved tone.

Autumn rolls her eyes, “you’re being dramatic.”

“Does anyone know where Dante has been sneaking off to?” I ask them. It’s been bothering me.

“No clue,” Atticus answers me. “I’m going to have to follow him one of these days when he least expects it. Whatever it is that he’s doing can’t be any good.”

“He’s not coping with Anya’s death very well.” Autumn sighs. “It was always obvious that Dante loved her. He was the only one out of the three of you that didn’t have eyes for another woman.”

Atticus frowns, “the only one? Does that mean Damon had eyes for another woman other than Anya?”

Autumn and I freeze at his question.

I know she didn’t mean to let that slip out, but what were we supposed to tell him now?

He already suspected that Damon and I were sneaking around, but now he knew Damon was interested in someone other than Anya.

We were screwed.