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Meadow’s POV: 

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Alaric gasped softly. “Meadow-” 

“Whatever filial love I used to feel for my father disappeared a long time ago, Alaric. My father was a monster, and I have no doubt that he still is. The last thing I want is for him to be released. But that’s the fucking problem,” I sobbed. “I’m not supposed to be okay with this. What kind of person would I be if I were okay with my father being locked up in jail for a crime he didn’t commit? What kind of person would I be if—” 

“Hey,” he whispered harshly. “This is all on me, Meadow. Don’t blame yourself. Blame me.” 

I shook my head profusely. “I can’t. I can’t blame you. I’m selfish like that. I know you, and I know that if I say I want Clint to be released, you’ll get right on it without any form of hesitation.” 

His jaw clenched and I instantly knew that I was right. The truth was that Alaric didn’t make my life miserable. My family did. I didn’t know what would have happened to me if my father wasn’t thrown in jail and my mother didn’t kill herself. 

I would’ve been subjected to more torture. Maybe, my father could’ve even killed me and covered it up since he was so fucking powerful. 

Maybe Alaric wouldn’t have found me, and somehow, among all other things, this made me the most scared. 

I couldn’t imagine a life without him in it. Couldn’t imagine being with anyone else except him. 

“I won’t ask you to do that,” I continued softly. “I don’t want him to be released. Ever. I just wish… I just wish you’d told me about this a long time ago instead of making me go through this. Instead of making me feel like you don’t love me-” 

“Love is all I feel for you, Meadow,” Alaric whispered. “That’s all I feel.” His thumb stroked my cheek, blue eyes darkening slowly. “My sweet, innocent doe. You have no idea how much I hate myself for hurting you. I’ll do anything… whatever it takes to get you back. I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to make up for all the hurt that I’ve caused you.” 

“I don’t expect you to forgive me,” he continued, leaning in even further. “But you need to know that I love you. You need to know that for once in my life, I don’t want to hide from you anymore. This is me, Meadow. I swear it. 

This is all of me.” 

For a long time, neither of us moved. It was all so strange–this… calm and stillness between us. After everything that he just told me, the atmosphere was heavy. We were both torn. Both wondering who was going to take the first step. 

My eyes searched his blue ones, and my brows furrowed as I struggled to comprehend it all. Alaric had suffered so much all because he wanted to protect his family. And Ingrid… 

“Your mother was here a few days ago. Did you know that?” 

Alaric’s eyes widened slightly in surprise. “She was?” 

I nodded. “But she wasn’t mean to me. She came here to apologize, told me that there was something you were 

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scared to tell me… Alaric, does your mother know what happened?” 

He sighed. “Apparently, she does, and I only found out a few days ago. 

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I scoffed. That meant Ingrid knew what caused Alaric to lose his sense of touch and she didn’t do anything to help him. Didn’t talk to him. She just… remained quiet. 

Just when I was considering forgiving her… 

“I know what you’re thinking,” Alaric whispered. “On one hand, I’m pissed at her too for not saying anything to me. But on the other hand… I understand that she was just clueless about what to do about it and just figured that pretending was easier. But that’s not what I want to talk about, baby. I… I need to know.” 

I started to look away but he gripped my chin gently. “Don’t. Please. Just tell me what you need and I’ll give it to you. You want space? Just… please, say something to me, Meadow. Talk to me.” 

My lips parted. Alaric’s eyes were red–rimmed as his gaze dropped to my lips, like he was waiting for my every word and was ready to hang on it. 

“Please, baby,” he whispered. 

My bottom lip quivered, and I finally found the will to speak. “You’ve spent your whole life punishing yourself,” I said softly. “I don’t want you to do that anymore.” 

He blinked slowly. “How could you possibly say that after everything?” 

“Because I know what it’s like to live in guilt,” I said, my throat tightening. “And because I love you, Alaric. I love you so much it hurts to be away from you. Do you know how much I wanted to reach out? How much I wanted YOU to reach out to me? A month, Alaric. An entire month and I heard nothing from you. Not a word-” 

“It was killing me too,” he rasped. “But Meadow, I don’t deserve you. I don’t fucking deserve you.” 

I shook my head. “You once told me that I deserve everything good that happens to me. Allow me to tell you the same, Alaric. Don’t try to convince yourself that you’re not good enough or that you don’t deserve me. I love you, Alaric. I don’t want you to ever second–guess that.” 

The air between us shifted again, Alaric made a sound in the back of his throat. “Say it again.” 

He wrapped his arm around my waist again, pulling me closer to him. “Say it again, Meadow. Tell me you love me. Because I fucking love you too, and there’s no one on this earth I’d rather be with except you.‘ 

My breath hitched. “Alaric, I-” 

He didn’t even wait for me to finish before crashing his lips down on mine. 

I almost forgot how to breathe. It had been so long since he kissed me, I’d nearly forgotten what it felt like to be kissed by Alaric. The ache in my chest disappeared, replaced by an intense, electric fire that spread its way throughout my body. 

The desperation in his kiss slowly transitioned to relief when I finally kissed him back. One hand framed my face while the other gripped my waist hard. 

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“Fuck,” he rasped, pulling away slightly. “Meadow… I shouldn’t-” 

“You shouldn’t have waited this long, Alaric,” I cut in. “That’s the only thing you shouldn’t have done.” 

His eyes darkened. “I love you,” he said, kissing me again. “I love you, Meadow.” 

Alaric’s hand slipped to the back of my neck, steadying me when my knees nearly gave out. He kissed me like he was afraid that I would vanish all of a sudden. 

Or like I would just change my mind. 

Did I feel sorry for my father being locked up? Not one bit. 

Was I still upset with Alaric? Yes. Was I going to forgive him? 

Yes, I was. But I wasn’t going to make this easy for him. However, I did love him. I fucking did. And I wanted him so much I was willing to forget everything for just a little while. 

“This doesn’t mean you’re forgiven,” I whispered as he trailed his kisses along my neck. “You know that, right?” 

He froze for a second. And then: “I know. Do you want me to stop?” 

I shook my head. “No,” I answered. “Don’t stop. I still want you to grovel a little bit more, though.” 

The side of his lips curved into a smirk. “You want me to grovel?” 

My breath hitched is his fingers brushed the bare skin of my thigh through the slit of my dress. “You’ve got it, baby girl.” 

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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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