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Fallen 76
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Meadow’s POV: 

The water was quiet enough for me to hear my own thoughts. Unfortunately. 

I pushed off the wall and let the pool swallow me, the weight of the water pressing against my body from all sides. I used to be scared of pools once, scared to the point where I avoided bathtubs like the plague. 

My sister pushed me into our pool when we were eight years old. I couldn’t swim. All Juniper did was watch me flail while she stood over me, giggling. I would’ve drowned had the housekeeper not heard the splashing and the gurgling sounds. 

When my mother found out about it, she was furious. Not at Juniper for pushing me, but at the housekeeper for saving me. She fired her. 

“You should’ve let her fucking drown!” She wasn’t even discreet about it. My mother never hid the fact 

that she hated me. 

And Juniper hated me because my mother made sure she did. 

The knowledge that someone could watch me drown and do nothing terrified me. So I avoided large 

waterbodies, until Nova made me face it years later. She taught me to swim in our senior year of high 

school, and I forced myself to face my fears. 

No one could drown me if I knew how to swim. 

I found this place nights ago when I was snooping around. And when I asked Mel, she said Alaric barely 

ever used it so it was easy to forget it existed. And all of a sudden, it became my favorite place to be. 

Because the pool and I were kindred spirits. 

Alaric forgot both of us existed. 1 

I pushed to the surface, panting as I slicked my wet hair back. The entire point of coming here was to 

take my mind off him, but somehow, he had already managed to infiltrate my thoughts. 

And apparently–my space. 

I sensed him before I heard him. 

“Why didn’t you tell me you needed to go see Nova?” 

I turned to see him standing at the edge of the pool, his hands in his pockets and an expression I couldn’t read on his face as he watched me with narrowed eyes. 

My stomach twisted, heat and fury mixing together. “For whatever reasons you didn’t tell me you let my sister out of the facility,” I snapped, swimming toward the ladder by his feet. 

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Alaric hummed. “So… to protect me?” 

“Classic,” I scoffed. “You didn’t tell me my sister was out to protect me?” My hands reached for the ladder and I slowly began to climb out. “Here’s a tip, Alaric. If you’re going to give some flimsy excuse, try something original.” 

Alaric’s jaw ticked, but he didn’t say a word. He just didn’t take his eyes off me as I got out of the pool. My skin prickled with heat despite the coolness of the water. Maybe it was my anxiety. Or maybe it was the 

fact that Alaric’s gaze was full of heat as he watched me. 

“Besides, men like you don’t need an excuse to do what they want to do, right? They just do it.” 

I stumbled on the last step, and I probably would’ve been able to catch myself with the railing, but Alaric’s 

quick hand reaching for me didn’t let me find out. 

He pulled me flush against his chest and I gasped as his body warmth enveloped me. “Careful,” he 

murmured as his eyes dropped to my breasts. I had on a blue bikini set. 

Definitely not an intentional move. 

I liked the way he was looking at me so much that I nearly forgot that I was supposed to be mad at him. I 

pushed away from his chest, stepping away from him. “Leave me alone, Alaric. I don’t want you here.” 

I started to turn around and reach for a towel but he pulled me back to him again, and this time, my back 

was flush against his chest. 

My breath hitched. 

“Are you sure about that, baby?” he rasped into my ear, and a shiver ran down my spine as he shifted my 

wet hair to the side. “Because it looks to me like all you’ve been wanting is my attention.” He lowered his 

hand slowly down my sides, caressing my waist. “So now that you have it, what are you going to do with 

it?” 

Something hot coiled in the bottom of my stomach. I thought it was anger, but as Alaric’s hand drifted 

even lower, I realized that it was in fact, desire. 

Hot, sizzling desire that made goosebumps erupt on my skin. On my traitorous body. 

“The last thing I want is your attention, Alaric,” I lied. I hated the way my voice shook. Hated the fact that 

I melted from just one touch. 

“Is that right?” His voice went deeper. “Then what would you call your little display outside, Meadow?” Alaric’s grip tightened on my waist. “You were BEGGING for my attention, and when you didn’t get it, you stormed inside the house like a little girl who’s pissed at her daddy.” 

My cheeks reddened. I was embarrassed. Embarrassed that I was letting him get to me, and even more embarrassed that heat pooled between my thighs while he was trying to belittle me with his words. 

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I tried to pull myself out of his grip, but he refused to let go. “Let me go, Alaric,” I seethed as a sudden chill washed over me. “You did a fine job of ignoring me this past week. There’s no damn reason for you to 

stop now.” 

“Oh, I think there is,” he muttered. Alaric’s breath was warm against my skin, and his touch was fire. His teeth nipped my ear and I involuntarily leaned back against him, but I caught myself immediately and I fought to escape his grip again. “I have a very good reason to stop ignoring you. You want to know what it 

is?” 

“No,” I snapped. 

“Mmhm,” he hummed, pressing a hand against my flat stomach. “Try again, baby.” 

My eyelids fluttered and I gritted my teeth. The quicker we got this over with, the quicker he would let me 

  1. go. 

“Yes. Tell me what fucking reason you have to finally stop treating me like I don’t exist, your highness,” I mocked. 

Alaric let out an amused breath, probably not expecting that response. My breath hitched as one hand gripped the front of my neck gently, while the other remained on my stomach, his fingers drawing tight little circles on my skin. 

“I’ve been watching you, Meadow.” 

I froze. Alaric noticed and chuckled lightly. “Watching you come in here every night to spend hours in the pool.” 

There was no way he would know that. No one, not even Mel, was around whenever I swam. So how 

would Alaric… 

Dread settling in my stomach, my eyes roamed around the area, and it took almost a full minute, but I 

found it. 

The red blinking lights at a far corner of the wall. And then I found another one. 

Cameras. 

Cameras that were so damn tiny, you wouldn’t even notice them despite the blinking lights. 

I swallowed. “Alaric…” 

“And every single night, for a few minutes,” he continued, pulling me against him. And I could feel his bulge pressing into my lower back. “You would let yourself float.” 

My eyes feel shut. 

Alaric inhaled sharply. “And no matter how deeply annoyed you are with me, you would slide your 

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fingers down this tight fucking body, and you’d make yourself come with my name on your lips.” 1 

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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