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CHAPTER 0074

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CHAPTER 0074

Meadow’s POV:

“Ah, fick mich,” Nolan groaned. “Was I not supposed to tell you that? You’re going to get me into some

damn trouble…”

But I wasn’t listening any longer.

Juniper was out.

Alaric had let her out of the facility, and that was why he had men stationed around the house. He thought that if I found out, I was going to find her.

But I wasn’t. If anything, she was going to be the one to try to draw me out. But my sister hadn’t contacted me yet. A lot of questions rose with that revelation. If he was going to let her out, why didn’t he tell me?

And with the way he was cruel to me the other night, I thought that he wasn’t going to have her released

anytime soon.

“Are you alright?” Nolan’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

I looked out the window again. “Uh, yeah, I’m fine.”

“Well, you don’t look fine,” he muttered under his breath.

I rolled my eyes. “Whatever I look like shouldn’t matter to you, Nolan. You don’t even like me.”

I wasn’t sure why it surprised me that Nolan didn’t disagree with me. I wasn’t expecting him to say it wasn’t true. That he did like me. But confirming it right now seemed a little… disappointing.

We didn’t speak after that, except when he was asking for directions. And in less than an hour, we were parked in front of Nova’s apartment building.

“Thanks for the ride,” I murmured before I got out of the car. And froze.

Because Nolan just got out of the car too.

I arched a brow at him. “Uh… what are you doing?”

Nolan took off his jacket, tossing it into his car. “I’m just going to save us the theatrics and say yes, Meadow, I’m following you into your friend’s apartment. And no, I’m not leaving you alone. I’ve done enough for you already, the least you could do is let me see it through. Besides, I’d like to meet this best friend of yours.” He waggled his eyebrows.

I sneered at him. I was prepared to argue, but I knew that I wasn’t going to win this fight. Nolan wasn’t

going to drive off and leave me here.

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Unfortunately.

“Don’t try anything funny,” I snapped before turning on my heel and heading into the building. While we rode the elevator, the atmosphere was slightly tense. I made sure to stay at least five feet away from Nolan. Funny that Alaric would send his brother who didn’t even like me to check on me, meanwhile he

hadn’t sent a single text.

It pissed me the hell off. But even at that, I still missed him. I wondered what he was doing in Vegas. I knew he had a club there and probably some other business ventures, but why did it seem like he was deliberately avoiding me?

And why was he so cold?

“I like you, princess.” Nolan’s voice filtered into my mind, bringing me out of my thoughts. I turned to look at him but he was typing away on his phone.

“What?”

He spared me a short glance. “At first, I didn’t understand you. But knowing what I know about your sister -which isn’t much, by the way–I can tell you haven’t had the best life. You’re damaged.” He smirked. “I

like that.”

My cheeks heated, and I opened my mouth to say something snarky, but then the elevator doors opened. So instead, I shot him a sour look and stepped out of it, heading toward Nova’s door with Nolan following

closely behind.

I could hear Nova retching even before I turned the corner into her living room.

Nolan whistled behind me. “Wow, she must be really fucking sick.”

I ignored him, walking over to Nova just as she tossed the bin aside, letting out a low groan.

“Hey,” I whispered, dropping my bag onto the table. “Hey, I’m here.”

She settled back against the couch. “About damn time,” she breathed. “God, I feel like I’m going to die.”

My lips twitched. I reached for her forehead with the back of my palm. “Shit. You’re burning up, Nova.”

“Yeah,” she muttered, squinting as she tried to look past me. “Who is–oh fuck!” Her face paled as her gaze landed on Nolan properly. “You!”

Confused, I turned to glance at Nolan. He seemed frozen too, his thumbs hovering over his phone screen as his lips parted slightly. And then his eyes glinted with amusement.

“You,” he echoed, pocketing his phone and not taking his eyes off Nova.

I turned back to Nova, questions already at the tip of my tongue. “You know him?”

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“Yes,” she hissed.

“Intimately, might I add,” Nolan finished.

All the breath knocked out of my lungs. There was no way in hell- “What on earth is he talking about,

Nova?”

Nolan hummed as he stepped closer. “Nova,” he said, like he was testing the name around his tongue. “It’s

a lovely name. Shame you had to hide it from me the night we met.”

She rolled her eyes weakly, shifting her gaze to me. “How do you know him? And why the hell is he in my

apartment when I look like…” She gestured at her old t–shirt and sweatpants. “This!”

She seemed genuinely flustered that he was here. And holy fuck, I couldn’t believe that Nova and Nolan

had sex with each other. And didn’t exchange names.

“Nova,” I started, clearing my throat. “This is Nolan.”

I didn’t think it was possible for Nova’s face to pale even more, but it did. Her eyes went wide as

realization hit her. “Nolan… as in… Alaric’s brother?”

I simply nodded, my lips pulling back into a grimace.

“Oh god,” she rasped. “I’m gonna throw up-”

I reached for the bin, pulling it closer to her just in time for her to spill her guts again. “Okay, I think we need to take you to the hospital.”

“Should I be flattered that you’ve been talking to her about me, or baffled that she just threw up because I’m related to your husband?”

I scoffed, shooting him a glare as I moved to Nova’s side to help her to her feet. “Help me, please?”

“What?” Nova stuttered weakly. “No. No, I’m not letting him touch me.”

“Funny. I seem to remember you begging for my touch,” Nolan deadpanned, walking over to us. He jerked his head at me, silently telling me to leave her to him.

And then he carried her bridal style into his arms with minimal effort, ignoring her weak protests. “Let me go, Nolan. I can walk. And I don’t need to go to the hospital. I’m fine, Meds,” she whined.

“Not a chance, süße,” Nolan replied. ‘sweet one.” “You’re burning up. Lead the way, princess,” he muttered, turning to face me.

I only just realized that I had been standing there, gawking at them all this while, but Nolan’s words spurred me into action and I grabbed my purse from the bag, grabbed Nova’s phone, and then opened the door so Nolan could carry her out.

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And it was only when we were in the backseat and Nolan was making a short call, that I shot my best friend an accusatory glare as she stared at me from my lap.

“When did this happen?”

“Last week,” she murmured.

“Thought you said you were staying off bad boys.”

She shrugged weakly. “Didn’t say I wouldn’t fuck them. I just… won’t… open my heart up to them.” Her eyes fell closed. “This is a really nice car.”

I slammed my head backward against the seat just as Nolan got in the driver’s seat.

Knowing what I knew about Nolan, I was almost fully certain that he wasn’t going to leave Nova alone until she was either throwing knives at him or… throwing her ass up for him. Again, apparently.

My best friend and I were doomed.

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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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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.