"You haven't moved even an inch for past ten minutes." Clarissa points out to me. "It is safe to say that you're not taking the news well."
I don't think there was any other way to take this news, such as this one. I was in deep trouble. And there was no way for me to escape it.
"I'm not sure what to do with that information,"I confess. “It's not like I can back out now. We're already married, and I'm already on this yacht."
One would think that I would be excited to see Atticus completely naked after being in love with him for so long. But I didn't have even a least bit of excitement.I was freaking out. This wasn't the way I wanted it to happen. Though, Atticus had seen plenty of me already, not completely naked but he saw more of me than I saw ever seen of him.
Are we allowed to keep our eyes closed throughout the entire thing? That may make it easier for me. I wasn't sure what was allowed for this tradition and what wasn't. No one warned me of this before we got married.
"I'm sure it's going to be okay, you're husband and wife now.Eventually, you are both bound to see each other naked. Now is your chance to get over with it." She points out. "Besides, it's only a matter of time before our parents start asking for grandchildren. They will wait for you both to finish the academy, and then they'll be harassing you every damn day."
It was true. I could see my parents insisting that I get pregnant as soon as I finished school. And I can see his parents being the same way.They were very similar in that way. Grandchildren were something I've already heard my parents discuss multiple times before, and that was even before I had gotten married or knew that I was marrying Atticus.
"Let's get you dressed up," Clarissa says as she brings out the long silky white dress laced with silver patterns.
Unlike me, she had already got dressed into an elegant but sexy green dress. she'd done that while I was dormant for ten minutes. I didn't happen to notice it in those few minutes, how she made sure to hide the tattoo from me. however, which only helped to confirm that my eyes hadn't deceived me that one time I saw it.
I knew she wouldn't be ready to confess that secret to me. We were only getting to know each other. I'm the same way, I was not prepared to confess my feelings about Atticus to her either.
Clarissa helped to retouch my makeup after I put on my dress.
"Let's make Atticus fall to his knees when he sees you tonight," Clarissa says. "You look hot. He may want to take you to the special spring earlier than midnight when he sees you."
I gape at her, "Clarissa! That's your brother you're talking about!"
"Hey, Cousin step–brother. We're not blood–related in any way." She teases. "Besides, someone has to help bring the two of you closer. While Anya keeps trying to pull you apart, I'll be your guardian angel, bringing you together."
I smile, "I'm still so happy that you're my sister–in–law."
She laughs, "believe me, I'm so happy you're mine and Anya didn't take your place. I don't think I could survive living in the same house as her. I could barely stand being in the same room with her for more than five minutes. I can't imagine having her around all the time."
I couldn't imagine it either. The both of them would drive each other crazy. In many ways, it was better that I had married Atticus.
Now it was time for him to realize this as well. Everyone else seemed to know it but him.
"Shall we go surprise everyone outside?" Clarissa asks as she extends her hand,I smile and accept her invitation, "we shall."
When we got outside, we caught the attention of many guests, but they weren't the ones we wanted attention from. The first thing I notice is Atticus standing too close to Anya for my liking. I'm not sure if he went to her first or she did. Either way, I'm upset. I wanted to see his reaction to my dress. Instead, I have to watch my reaction to him having Anya by his side and not me.
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Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn
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