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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 successful 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 wa
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