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Fallen 107

Fallen 107
Posted by Sara Lili, ? Views, Released on September 12, 2025
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Alaric’s POV: 

“Oh god…” Nova gasped when Meadow’s face fell slack in my hands. I gently lowered her onto the bed, feeling my heart slam against my ribcage. 

I didn’t know she was sick. 

How the fuck had I not known that my wife was ill? This morning, I’d only thought she was ignoring me, and I didn’t want to push her when she wasn’t ready, especially since I was the reason she was pissed. 

But I’d already planned to see her this evening. So when I received the text from Mel that she sent hours ago, saying I needed to call the doctor because she was sick, I rushed home immediately, calling a close friend of mine I only reached out to during emergencies. 

“Alaric-” 

“She needs air.” My voice was clipped as I spoke, pushing the duvet away from her body. Meadow had a panic attack that had led to her losing consciousness. “Take off her sweater.” 

Nova didn’t hesitate to do as I asked. She took off Meadow’s sweater, leaving her in a loose shirt and sweatpants. Left to me, I would’ve taken the shirt off too, but I didn’t want to put Nova in an 

uncomfortable situation. 

I shoved out a breath, trying not to let my guilt consume me as I propped Meadow’s legs up, hooking them. over my arm to keep them elevated. If this was anything like what I was used to, Meadow would wake up 

in less than two minutes. 

My eyes drifted to her phone on the bed. She had been on a call–a call that had put her in this situation. I lowered myself onto the edge of the bed, gently pushing away her hairs from her face. Her skin was burning up. She was running a fever. 

Turning to Nova, who had a bewildered expression on her face, I asked: “Did she tell you who she was on the phone with?” 

“N–no,” she stuttered, running her hand through her hair. “It was an unknown number” 

My jaw clenched Tyler. It had to be him His number was blocked on Meadow’s phone so he must’ve used another number to reach her. “I swear to fucking god, if it’s that bastard-” 

“Tyler? I don’t think it was him” When I looked back at Nova, her brows were furrowed. “It couldn’t have been him. There’s nothing Tyler would say to her that would make her…” Her throat bobbed. “How’d you know what to do anyway?” 

She gestured at Meadow’s elevated legs hanging over my arm I couldn’t feel them, because they were on my shirt, and I wanted nothing more than to rip the fucking shirt off and feel her bare skin on mine. 

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My chest tightened. “My mother.” I would’ve left it at that, but for some reason, I continued. “She used to faint a lot.” Especially after receiving a beating from my father. But of course, I didn’t tell her that. 

Back then, we had a family doctor who would come over to treat her wounds afterwards, and as long as my father was paying him handsomely, he never said a word, never asked any questions. 

We quickly learned how to revive my mother whenever she fainted. Well–I learned. 

I always did everything I could not to involve my brother. 

Nova nodded, but I could tell she had more questions. Thankfully, she didn’t ask. I wouldn’t have 

answered, anyway. I wasn’t obligated to. 

From my peripheral vision, I could see Meadow stir, and her legs twitch. I lowered them gently. 

“She’s waking up,” Nova exhaled in relief. Just then, the doorbell rang. I instantly knew it was the doctor- 

He had the access code to the gates, but not the house. 

“Could you get that?” I asked Nova. “It’s the doctor.” 

The moment she was gone, I reached for my wife’s face again. 

Meadow’s eyes fluttered open. “Alaric?” Her voice was a whisper, so calm and tired. 

“I’m here, baby,” I murmured, stroking her cheek with my thumb. “I’m here.” 

Her brows creased. “Are you taking me to the hospital? I don’t think I want to go…” she finished with a 

sniff 

My lips twitched. She looked so small, so vulnerable this way–like anything could break her. 

“How about I bring the hospital to you instead?” 

Her eyes widened. I leaned toward her, pressing my lips to her forehead, and then to her nose. And right as I was about to press a kiss to her lips, she turned her head away slightly, letting out a nervous laugh. 

“I don’t want you getting sick too.” 

Brow arched, I scoffed. “I don’t get sick.” 

“Yeah, that’s what I thought t-“I cut her off with a light kiss, cradling her cheek in my palm. I wanted to 

touch her. Needed to touch her. And there was no sickness. NOTHING, that would ever make me want to stop feeling her. 

And Meadow must’ve accepted that, because her hand reached for my own face as she kissed me back. However, before I could take it deeper, she pulled away. “I’m still so mad at you, Alaric. Don’t use your addictive kisses to try to make me forget” 

I smirked. “Wouldn’t dream of it.” 

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Her gaze drifted to her phone, and all of a sudden, the air in the room thickened. She inhaled shakily, and when she exhaled, her eyes shifted to mine. 

They were wet. Teary. 

She started to shake her head, like she already knew I was going to ask, but was silently begging me not 

  1. to. 

But I needed to know. 

“Who did this to you?” I asked softly. 

“Alaric, please don’t…” 

My jaw clenched. “Who was on the phone with you, Meadow?” 

“No one,” she breathed. She was lying straight to my face–then again, that was all we did to each other. 

Lie. 

But I wasn’t going to stand for it. Not this time. 

“No one.” I echoed. She nodded. 

“You had a panic attack and fainted, Meadow, and you’re telling me no one was on the phone with you?” 

Her throat bobbed. “I’m tired, Alaric.” 

My gaze drifted to her phone. “You gonna tell me the truth or are you going to make me take it forcefully?” 

If it was an unknown number like Nova had said, I could easily have Trip track it down. But it would be nice to have Meadow tell me herself. I didn’t want to have to do this to her. 

“You have your own secrets,” she choked out. “Why can’t I have mine?” 

Jaw ticking, I started to reach for Meadow’s phone, and her eyes widened as she quickly grabbed it and stashed it under her pillow. I pinched the bridge of my nose, exhaling slowly. “Meadow…” 

“Here he is,” Nova announced Doctor Kent Barley followed behind her, stepping into the room in a simple outfit, stethoscope around his neck and a bag hanging over his shoulder. 

“Kent “I rose to my feet. 

“Ric,” he greeted with a slight tilt of his head. “This how I find out that you’re now a married man?! 

thought we were friends, man” He let out a deep chuckle. 

“Hardly,” I joked, although my mind wasn’t on him. It was on my wife. Meadow was already looking at me when I turned to face her. Her eyes were swirling with fear and worry and something else I couldn’t 

recognize 

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But it didn’t matter. I was going to take that phone from her. It was only a matter of when. 

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Fallen

Fallen

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Status: Ongoing Type: Native Language: English
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.

 

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