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CHAPTER 0109 

Meadow’s POV: 

That was a no–brainer. I didn’t know this man, but somehow, I trusted him more than any man I had ever known. Trusted him more than I did my father, more than I did Tyler. 

“Yes,” I answered without hesitation. “I trust you, Alaric. I just… I don’t want your ideas about me to change once…” I trailed off. 

“Once what?” His brows furrowed. “Talk to me, Doe.” 

My heart melted. I had done things–well, not THINGS, per se. But I had done something terrible. Something that made me undeserving of his kind heart. Of course, I knew that Alaric wasn’t a saint. 

But I was worse, 

And I wasn’t going to tell him about that. But I was going to tell him something else. 

“I can’t protect you if you don’t tell me,” he murmured, trailing his fingers down my shirt. And it was at that moment that I realized that Alaric had been touching me with my clothes on. 

Which meant he couldn’t feel me properly. 

Slowly, I lifted up the hem of my shirt. “Touch me,” I breathed. “I want you to feel me, Alaric.” 

Alaric hesitated for a second, his throat bobbing slightly before he slipped his hand underneath my shirt 

I felt his body visibly relax, and I hated that I hadn’t noticed that he was tense before. 

He let out a heavy exhale as he slowly ran his fingers up and down my spine. My eyelids fluttered. I was ill and on my period, but his touch still managed to make my core clench. I wanted him. “Fuck, you feel so warm.” He pulled me in closer. 

I swallowed. This was it. The moment that I needed to tell him something–anything. And that, I did. 

But first… 

“How come you’ve never asked me about my family?” 

Alaric tensed for a second, but he recovered quickly. “You never asked about mine either, did you? You just accepted my brother and mother when they came into your life.” 

He kissed my forehead. “And you now know my father’s dead.” 

At the mention of his father, my chest tightened. I was growing more nervous with every second that passed. 

“Well, mine isn’t,” I finally said. 

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Alaric didn’t say anything, and when I looked back at him, he was watching me with an expression i couldn’t decipher. “He isn’t?” 

“He’s very much alive… and in jail for killing a man.” 

I don’t know why I rushed those words out, but I did. My eyes fell shut as shame washed over me, and I buried my face into his chest. “And not just that, but…” I sighed. “My father was not a good man, Alaric. He hurt so many people, ripped people off, stole their money… He built his entire empire off other people’s sweat and blood.” 

Alaric’s arm grew heavy on my back. He wasn’t saying anything. “And he…” I swallowed. “He hurt me like it was all my fault.” 

“Baby…” Alaric whispered, reaching for my chin so he could tilt my head up and I could look at him. “It wasn’t your fault. It’s NOT your fault. You know that, right? Whatever sins your father committed are his and his alone. Not yours.” 

My vision blurred and I blinked the tears away. “I was only a little girl, and he…” I choked on a sob. “I’m sorry, Alaric, I can’t…” 

I couldn’t continue. Couldn’t find the will to. “Just thinking about it, talking about it makes me feel like 

I’m reliving it. And that nightmare…” 

Alaric cradled my head into his chest, running his hand up and down my back while he stroked my hair 

with the other hand. 

And when he spoke, his voice was strained. “And was he the one who called you tonight?” 

I nodded into his chest, sniffing. “He tried to. I didn’t accept the call when I was asked if I wanted to speak with him.” My voice shook. “I don’t know why he would call me. Juni… Juniper was the only one he ever truly loved. Not me.” 

Juniper and my mother. In fact, my father loved my mother more than anything and anyone in the entire world. It was sick, really. The way they both always seemed to be lost in each other, and then only gave 

their attention to Juniper. 

I was the neglected one. 

The reject. 

The one undeserving of love. 

“And you thought the ideas and feelings I have for you would change because of this?” Alaric whispered, brows pulling together. His lips twitched in amusement. “Fucking hell, Meadow.” 

My heart warmed as something else that he said occurred to me. “Did you just admit to having feelings 

for me?” 

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His gaze dropped to my mouth. “Have I ever made you feel otherwise? 

No, he hadn’t. And I had no idea whether that was a good thing or a terrible ons. There was so m between us. So much to be told, 

Fighting a tired smile, I shook my head. “No.” 

“Your father being a terrible man doesn’t automatically rub off on you. Are you aware of that?” 

Oh, but it did. 

It rubbed off on me. I was a terrible, terrible person. And my sister had every right to hate me the way she did. 

I forced a smile. “I am now.” 

Alaric scraped his teeth over his bottom lip, tightening his grip around me, and then he pulled me upward. “Come here, you naughty girl.” 

He merged his lips with mine in a light kiss, and then he pulled away, tracing my bottom lip with his thumb. “So your father contacted you from prison?” 

I nodded. 

He smirked. “Want me to go find him? Teach him a lesson and warn him never to contact you? 

“How are you going to do that when you can’t see him?” 

Alaric arched a brow. “Are you really underestimating me right now, baby girl?” 

A low laugh bubbled past my lips. “Right. My mistake.” 

Alaric watched me for a moment, amusement swirling in his eyes. But then his expression grew serious. And his brows drew together. “Just say the word. I’ll never let anyone hurt you, Meadow.” His voice went 

lower. “Never.” 

“Alaric…” 

“And I know you sometimes… doubt yourself, think less of yourself. But I want you to know that you deserve this. You deserve everything you have now. Every fucking good thing there is on this damn planet.” He kissed me again. “And I will do everything in my power to make you realize that. Remember 

when I said I have this burning desire to give you whatever you want?” 

I laughed. 

“That hasn’t changed.” He rested his head against mine, and try as I may to stop shaking, I couldn’t 

My body was on fire. My heart was swelling for him. Because of him. 

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“If anything.” he continued. “That desire burns even brighter now.” 

A gasp escaped my throat and he swallowed it with a kiss. 

“Okay, you’re definitely going to get sick now,” I giggled. 

He chuckled against my lips. “Never.” 

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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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