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Fallen 61
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CHAPTER 0061 

Meadow’s POV: 

The woman 

I thought would bear my grandchildren.” 

That was what Ingrid had announced in front of everybody. In front of Alaric’s own wife. In front of me. 

Guests were clinking their glasses together, laughing at Ingrid’s words all while cheering for and welcoming Yvonne. 

“Meadow.” 

I could hear Alaric next to me, but his voice sounded so far away. It wasn’t just him. Yvonne had lied to me too, telling me they had just a one–night stand when it was obviously more than that. 

Yvonne scanned the crowd, and when her eyes zoned on me, she smirked. 

Smirked. 

This time, when Alaric pulled me away, I didn’t stop him. I followed him mindlessly to the car. I was too stunned to say a word, still trying to process this. 

Before the incident happened with my parents, Yvonne was practically non–existent. We only knew that our mother had a sister but we hadn’t met her before. She lived with her parents–our grandparents, until all of a sudden, she showed up at twenty–one and said she was going to take care of us 

She was born here in Seattle. Made sense that she knew Alaric, but- 

Alaric’s scent infiltrated my nostrils, snapping me back to the reality I had no idea I’d zoned out of. I was sitting on the passenger’s seat and he was currently leaning over to fasten my seatbelt. 

“I got it,” I muttered, blocking his hand as I waited for him to leave. 

He didn’t argue or order me to let him do it for me, which was surprising, but I let out a breath of relief once he moved away from me. 

Was this… a coincidence? 

Alaric already seemed to know a lot about me before we met, and I suspected he knew about my family, but there was no way… No way that he would’ve still wanted me if he knew who I really was. 

Alaric slid into his seat, and his hand moved to switch on the engine, but he stopped halfway, letting out a sharp breath. “Meadow.” 

I swallowed. “Yeah.” 

“I understand how this looks,” he started in a low, unsure tone. 

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For the first time since I met him, Alaric sounded unsure. Wow. Yvonne had really shaken him. “But I-” 

“We didn’t say goodbye,” I cut in, looking out the window. 

“What?” 

“Your mother. You didn’t tell her we were leaving.” 

I was trying to change the subject, because I didn’t want to talk about this. Didn’t want to admit that I was 

hurt 

I didn’t have any right to feel hurt. Alaric wasn’t mine. He never was. 

“I’ll speak to her later,” he murmured after a full minute had passed. “Hey, look at me.” 

I shook my head, still looking out the window at the other cars that were parked around. I wanted 

nothing but to get home and rest my head, because right now, it was pounding. 

I felt Alaric’s hand on my jaw, and a soft gasp escaped my lips as he turned me to face him. The expression on his face was indifferent, his tone exactly the same. “Talk to me.” 

“I don’t… I don’t have anything to say, Alaric,” I whispered. 

“Sure, you. 

do,” he said firmly. “And you’re going to tell me the first thing on your mind so we can work things out from there.” His brows drew together. “I don’t want you giving me the silent treatment, 

Meadow.” 

My jaw twitched. “If you don’t want me giving you the silent treatment, then don’t order me to tell you the truth and punish me for lying when all you’ve done is lie to me and use me.” 

He stroked my cheek with his thumb. “Use you? What do you-” 

“You kissed me, Alaric,” I blurted out, yanking my face from his grip. “I didn’t think anything of it before, but then I remembered that you apologized right before you kissed me.” 

“I’m sorry,” he’d said to me. And when I asked him to kiss me again, he just dismissed me. 

Alaric’s expression turned guilty, only confirming my suspicions. 

My heart dropped into my stomach. “You refused to kiss me all these weeks, and the second you spoke to your ex–girlfriend, you decided it was the right time for our first kiss?” My voice was shaking, and I could already feel the tears forming. “Is that all I am to you? Just a pawn? A rebound for a lost love? I mean, I know that this isn’t a real marriage, but I thought you had a bit of respect for me. 

I swallowed, shaking my head. “I guess I was wrong. You’re all the same. You and Tyler” 

Alaric froze, his jaw clenching as his eyes turned hard. I’d hit a nerve. The last thing Alaric wanted was to be compared with scum like Tyler. 

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“Don’t say that,” he gritted out. 

“What?” I snapped. “I’m only calling it what it is, Alaric. Don’t get pissed at me for telling the truth when you don’t have the courtesy to do the same.” 

“Don’t compare me to him,” he said, quietly this time, although the heat in his eyes had turned lethal. “I never laid a hand on you. I never lied about who I was. And I admit I lied about Clarissa being just an old friend, but you have to understand, I was caught off–guard tonight. I haven’t seen her in over ten years so I didn’t know how to tell you, To be honest, I didn’t even think it mattered.” 

My stomach twisted, and I scoffed. “You didn’t-” 

“Will you let me finish?” He cut in. “I didn’t think it mattered before, but now, seeing you react this way, you can’t even begin to understand how sorry I am that I lied to you.” He paused, eyes darting to my lips. And I’m sorry about the initial reason behind the kiss. I needed something to ground me and ended up using you in the process. But I’m not sorry that I kissed you, Meadow.” 

My breath hitched as Alaric palmed my cheek again. I leaned into the heat of his palm, feeling my eyelids 

flutter. 

I swallowed, hating the way my body responded to his touch. And this time, when I looked in his eyes, I saw the guilt swirling in them. He was sorry, I had no doubts about that. 

And maybe, just maybe, he didn’t know about my relation to Yvonne–Clarissa. 

“It wasn’t the best circumstance,” he continued. “But given the opportunity, I would do it again and again. You want to know why I didn’t kiss you?” 

I nodded. He voice lowered. “It’s not because I didn’t want to, or because I was saving the best for last.” His mouth twitched. “I didn’t kiss you because I was terrified that I’d get addicted to this mouth of yours, Meadow. I didn’t kiss you because I knew it would be more difficult for me to let you go when the time 

comes.” 

“Alaric-” 

“Now all I can say is that my fears were valid.” He leaned in close, pulling me to him by the nape of my neck. I swallowed. Our faces were only centimeters apart now. 

“Now that I’ve tasted your sweet mouth, I don’t ever want to stop.” 

A shiver ran down my spine as Alaric moved to kiss me, but at the last second, I turned my face away so his mouth grazed my cheek. 

I couldn’t kiss him. 

“Alaric,” I said under my breath “I can’t. Not right now.” 

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His reply came after thirty seconds. “Okay,” he whispered against my cheek. “I understand. And I will make it up to you. I promise.” 

I nodded, although I didn’t accept it. 

The only thing that would make me satisfied was if Clarissa would leave Seattle and never come back Because if she was here, and Ingrid was still pushing the notion of them being together, then this was not 

the end. 

And my secrets weren’t safe. 

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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