Fallen 63

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Meadow’s POV:

The moment I stepped into the facility, I already knew that I was in the right place.

The orderlies were looking at me like they had seen a ghost–I supposed Alaric didn’t inform them of Juniper’s twin sister. One even charged toward me but another guy stopped him with a simple “Hey, that’s not her. We just saw her, remember?”

A shiver of tremor ran down my spine. He was looking at me like he held something against me. Like he hated me.

And that only told me that Juniper had done something awful during her stay here.

Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I walked over to the reception.

“Hi,” I said to the receptionist.

“Hello,” she replied, raising her gaze to look at me. And then she did a double–take. “Juniper Russell? You’re supposed to be in your room.” Her gaze narrowed

I shook my head. I’m not Juniper. My name is Meadow.” I paused, swallowing nervously. “But I’m here to see my sister.”

I already knew what she was going to say even before she frowned at me. “No visitors are allowed for Juniper Russell. None except for one person”

Alaric.

Something told me that he was going to be informed even before I saw my sister. I’d told Mel that there was something important I had to do, and asked her to cover for me. I could trust her, but not these people.

As if on cue, the receptionist reached for the telephone beside her.

“My husband knows I’m here,” I said sharply, making sure to keep my tone cold. “It’s him you’re trying to call, right?”

The young woman froze with her hand on the phone, her eyes darting to my hands, probably to find the ring. I raised my left hand to make it easier for her, and then I heaved an annoyed sigh. Or tried to

Truth was, I was terrified I wouldn’t play the part well.

“You’re Mr. Ashford’s wife?” Her eyes widened.

“Yes,” I replied flatly. “And if you must know, I’m also the reason my sister is being kept in here. So, if your could just be a darling and take me to her, I’d appreciate that.”

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“But she started, but I silenced her with a look.

The receptionist got to work immediately. She led me to a private room and asked me to wait. “Would you like anything to drink, Mrs. Ashford? Coffee or-”

“Water’s fine,” I cut in “And could you please hurry up? I don’t want to be here any longer than I have to ”

She forced a smile at me, and then she was out of the room.

Over five minutes passed before the door was pushed open, and my sister walked in, two orderlies

flanking her.

“Juniper,” I breathed, rising to my feet. “My words trailed off when my eyes dropped to her hands.

Her wrists. A pair of black handcuffs had been slapped onto her wrists. “Why is my sister in handcuffs?” I asked, focusing my gaze on one of the men

“She’s a high–risk patient, ma’am,” he responded. “She tried to kill one of our female orderlies. We can’t

trust her to-”

“What? Behave?” Juniper cut in. Her voice was low, and she sounded like a tired robot. Slowly, she dragged her eyes to meet mine, smirking as she continued. “I mean, I did try to kill myself too, but sure, let’s focus on the poor orderly, who’s probably fine by now anyway”

Her

er eyes were hollow, her face thinner than usual like she hadn’t been eating–or didn’t want to eat what

was given to her.

But that wasn’t my focus right now

“What do you mean you tried to kill yourself, Juniper?” My voice shook against my control.

She shrugged, raising her handcuffed hands. “Slit my wrists a little a few days ago, after your husband. came to pay me a very threatening visit”

My jaw clenched as something red and hot twisted my stomach, making its way up to my chest.

“Let her hands go,” I ordered the men. “Now. That is, if you’d still like to keep your fucking jobs.”

I should’ve forced Alaric to let her go a long time ago. This wasn’t the first time that she had tried to kill herself, and it was all my fault.

“Now!” I exclaimed. Quickly, one of the men undid the cuffs, and only then did I see the bandage on her wrists

My nostrils flared. “Shame on you for putting handcuffs on her already injured wrists.”

Juniper tilted her head, chuckling as she made her way toward me. “Relax, sis. It’s just a scratch. Although, they are lucky they found me before I took things up a notch.”

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My shoulders dropped and I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. I turned to the men. “Leave

The moment the door closed shut behind them, Juniper let out a low whistle. “Wow. Meadow being so… assertive. I never thought I’d see the day.” Her eyes dropped to the ring on my finger for a second before they met mine again. “No hugs for me?”

I made sure to keep the expression on my face indifferent as I lowered myself onto the seat without

another word.

Juniper stared at the seat across from me like it was an abomination, and then she clicked her tongue.

“You know, your hot husband sat in that same chair the day he came to see me.” She chewed on her bottom lip. “I can see why you married him, though. The power, the money. Not to mention, he is

unspeakably sexy-”

“Juniper,” I gritted out. “Sit down. Please.”

She opened her mouth to say something, but the door was pushed open before she could

It was the receptionist with two glasses of water.

Although, when I looked closely, they weren’t actually glasses. More.. transparent plastic cups.

Juniper giggled once she saw them. “She’s probably terrified I’ll try to kill you and then she’d lose her job because your hot husband is most likely to come for her if you died.”

“Got any more jokes about my “hot husband, Juniper?”

She smirked at me as the receptionist walked out. “Not really,” she murmured. And then she leaned forward. “I just.. I’ve been trying to process things, alright? How is it that you married another man days after you got your heart broken?”

‘Hours,‘ I nearly corrected her. But who’s counting?

“A billionaire, nonetheless. You know, I’ve been reading about him a lot lately. I still can’t believe ‘you‘ were able to attract him. Wow.”

I ignored the jab in her sentence. “I didn’t come here to talk about my husband.”

Her brows drew together and she leaned back. “What else could you be here for, then? I figured you’re here to boast.” She let out an exaggerated gasp. “Don’t tell me you feel bad because you’re the reason I’m

here.”

“You’re the reason you’re here, Juniper!” I hissed, feeling my ears ring. “What you did to me was unspeakable, and you’re lucky you’re not behind bars right now.”

The smirk on my sister’s face transformed into a deep scowl. “This is what you call luck? And in case you

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haven’t noticed, this place isn’t any different from prison.” She rolled her eyes. “The most torturous part is when they try to give me a lecture on finding my inner–self. Jesus.”

I shook my head in disbelief. It was like I hadn’t even said anything. She was choosing what she wanted. to reply to, forgetting the actual reason that she’s here. A reason I was sure she was familiar with.

I didn’t like to mention it. Didn’t like to talk about it. My sister had done some pretty evil stuff to me, but

nothing could be compared to what she tried to get Tyler to do to me.

“You’re not even trying to acknowledge the fact that you almost had Tyler rape me?”

Juniper froze. Her eyes narrowing into slits before she asked: “What on earth are you talking about? I didn’t have my boyfriend rape you.”

My nostrils flared. “Juniper-”

“No, I’m serious,” she said firmly, leaning forward again. “I could never do that to my own sister. Did I…” Her eyes watered. “I didn’t do that to you, did 1?”

I stopped breathing.

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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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Fallen

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Fallen Summary & Review: Fallen

Meadow Russell arrives at an upscale hotel, heart fluttering with excitement and nerves. She’s about to marry the love of her life, Tyler, in a small, private ceremony — just the two of them. Clutching her bag, she approaches the front desk with a smile. “Hi, I have a reservation. Meadow Russell.”

But from the very first second, something feels off.

The receptionist’s red-painted lips curl into a mocking sneer, and her colleague exchanges a strange look with her. Meadow’s cheerful tone falters as confusion settles in. The woman scoffs, “You’re kidding, right?” The disbelief in her tone makes Meadow’s stomach twist. She frowns, insisting there must be a mistake, but both receptionists continue to look at her with something close to pity — and something else she can’t quite name.

Then comes the shocker.

According to the hotel records, she’s already checked in. Two hours ago. With a man. The receptionist even claims to have spoken with her — complimenting her “cute top.” The same white crop top with the word “BRIDE” written across it that she’s wearing now.

Meadow tries to rationalize it. Maybe Tyler had checked in under her name. Maybe it’s a simple mix-up. She laughs nervously and explains that her fiancé must have done it for convenience. But both receptionists seem unconvinced. One of them finally sighs and hands her a spare keycard, muttering, “I hope you get things sorted out.”

On her way up to the room, Meadow’s heart pounds in her chest. Something feels horribly wrong, but she refuses to believe it. Tyler would never do anything to hurt her. They’ve been planning this wedding for months — their dream elopement. She tries to calm herself, breathing in and out as the elevator ascends, but her hands won’t stop shaking.

When she finally reaches the room and swipes the keycard, her worst fears materialize before her eyes.

The moment the door opens, the sound hits her first — muffled moans, heavy breathing, the rhythmic creak of the bed. Then she sees them.

Her twin sister, Juniper, straddling Tyler, his hands gripping her hips as he thrusts into her without restraint.

The world stops. The bag slips from Meadow’s trembling hands and lands with a soft thud. The scene before her feels like a cruel joke — something ripped out of a nightmare. Her vision blurs with tears, her body frozen in disbelief.

For a full minute, she just stands there. Watching. Waiting. Hoping someone would scream “gotcha” and end this cruel trick.

But there’s no misunderstanding to clear up. No mistake. No illusion.

Her twin sister moans again, whispering, “Yes, that’s it, baby,” as if to drive the knife deeper into Meadow’s heart.

Something inside her shatters.

“Juniper…? Tyler?” she finally manages to whisper, her voice barely recognizable.

They both turn, startled. Tyler’s face twists in shock, then panic. He pushes Juniper off him, stammering, “Meadow, I swear, I thought she was you!”

It’s a pathetic excuse. One that doesn’t even make sense.

Juniper doesn’t even bother covering herself. She just smirks, tossing her messy hair over her shoulder like a queen enjoying the chaos she’s created. “Oh, please,” she scoffs. “It’s time we drop the act. This has been going on for a while.”

Meadow stumbles back, staring between them. “What are you talking about?”

Her twin rolls her eyes. “You really didn’t think he loved you, did you?”

It hits Meadow all at once — the hotel mix-up, the receptionist’s strange looks, the duplicate “Meadow Russell” check-in. Juniper had stolen her identity, her name, her wedding — and the man she loved.

Tyler tries to approach her again, naked and unashamed. He grabs her jaw gently, his expression hard. “You thought I loved you, Meadow? No. Juni’s the love of my life.”

The words pierce like knives.

Every memory — every kiss, every late-night conversation, every promise he made — turns to ash. She had believed in him completely, trusted him with her heart. And all along, he’d been sharing that same intimacy with her twin sister.

Meadow stares at Juniper, still unable to process it. The last time she saw her twin was two years ago. They’d grown apart after Juniper’s endless trail of lies and manipulation had driven a wedge between them. Juniper had always been the beautiful, daring, chaotic one — the one who got what she wanted, no matter who she hurt. But never, not in her darkest thoughts, had Meadow imagined she would do this.

Juniper laughs again, the sound sharp and cruel. “She’s in shock, baby. Maybe we should help her out of her misery,” she says mockingly, then pulls Tyler into another kiss right in front of her.

That’s when Meadow realizes this isn’t a mistake. This isn’t a sudden betrayal. It’s a plan.

Her sister had known exactly what she was doing. She had tracked Meadow down, learned about the wedding, and swooped in like a vulture to destroy what little happiness she had built. The matching outfit, the fake check-in — all of it was deliberate.

The pain turns into rage. Her tears blur her sight, her breath coming out in shaky bursts. Every muscle in her body screams at her to turn around, to run far away from the two people who’ve just ripped her soul apart.

But she doesn’t move.

She stands there, trembling, her heart breaking piece by piece as she watches her sister smirk and her fiancé — her almost-husband — stand there unashamed, not even offering a shred of remorse.

Tyler and Juniper exchange a look, and she realizes — they’re enjoying this. They want her to see. To suffer.

Meadow’s hands ball into fists. She feels like she’s watching her life crumble in real time, and there’s nothing she can do but breathe through the ache and pray she doesn’t collapse.

Every part of her screams that this is the moment she loses everything — her trust, her love, her family.

And yet, deep inside, a spark ignites — not of despair, but of something darker. A promise that this won’t be the end of her story.

Because betrayal that deep doesn’t fade. It carves itself into your bones. And Meadow Russell — heartbroken, humiliated, and hollow — walks out of that hotel room knowing one thing for certain.

She will never forgive them.

And one day, they will both pay for what they’ve done.