Chapter 3

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Athanasius Photo :)      I had trouble finding someone to play him so I stuck with who I had in mind from before; Dominic Sherwood. He played Christian Ozera in the Vampire Academy movie. It just happens to be coincidental that he plays both vampires in the movie and in my book. 

Also, sorry for the large spacing in between the sentence spacing (if that makes any sense). It's because its from the old Wattpad format which spaced them out larger than they are now since the update. 


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Jason and Athanasius held each other's gaze for a long time. Jason glared at Athanasius while he gave Jason a look that if it could kill, he would already be six feet under the ground.


"Okay," I said, dragging the word out, trying to snap them out of their trances.


"Day, love, who's this?" Jason quizzed.


Athanasius scoffed at his use of the word "love."


"And love, who's this?" Athanasius Asked, pretending to be oblivious to who Jason really was.


Jason's jaw clenched and his hands balled into fists.


"Jason. Her fiance," Jason answered for himself.


"And I don't believe she said yes to your proposal." Athanasius smirked. 


I then stepped in. "Both of you, stop. This is Jason and this is Athanasius."


I then walked past to the market stand. Marina stood there, flirting with a man who appeared to be in his mid forties. 


"Sup girly," I said after she sold something, to who I newly discovered, married man. 


"Hey. Ooh, look, Jason and that guy coming this way." Marina fixed her hair.


"Day," they both said in unison, still pissed off at each other. "Can I talk to you, alone, please?" Jason asked. 


I followed him to the other side of the market where the rusty and empty stalls still stand tall. "Have you thought about it?" He asked.


"I have and I don't know. I mean, I don't think I am even ready for marriage." I sighed, lying.


"Why? Because of him?" I refused to look at him until he grabbed my wrist.


"Look at me," he hissed. 


"No, because maybe I don't want to marry you!" I yelled, gaining the attention from the whole market that now turned quiet.


"Because of him? Why because you already love him?" He hissed again.


I ripped my arm from his grip and glared at him before storming off away from him.


I rubbed my wrist, knowing that a bruise would soon show up.

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