Fallen.
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||daily updates|| He couldn't exactly pinpoint the moment he fell for Morgan Adams. Andrew Siwicki had always been a romantic at heart, thinking forever, that when he met that right girl it would be marked by a fireworks moment. Their eyes would meet across a crowded room and they would fall into a love upon the first glance. He would sweep her into his arms and they'd dance on the balcony under starlight. He would daydream about it sometimes, not desperately, but wishfully. Sometimes friends would reassure him, surely, eventually, he'd meet his other half. The ying to his yang. The Cheeto to his Uno. Not once, did Andrew ever imagine, that he would be falling hard for his friend's, goofy younger sister. Nor once, did he ever imagine that she could fall for him.
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They met as kids-classmates until the fourth grade-where he had a quiet crush on her before she transferred schools. Years later, fate brought them back together in high school. What started as friendship quickly turned into something deeper, and for four years, they were inseparable. They had plans, dreams, and a love that felt unshakable. Until the day she broke up with him and disappeared from his life without a single explanation. Years passed, but the unanswered questions never left him. Neither did the feelings. He tried to move on, to forget, but no one ever came close to being what she was to him. And just when he thought he'd finally buried the past, she came back-this time, as his fiancée in a marriage neither of them chose. She tells herself it's just duty. He tells himself he's over it. But the past lingers between them, unspoken and unresolved. The tension simmers, the familiarity remains, and despite everything, so does the pull between them. He fell first. And even after all these years, he never truly stopped. She thought walking away once was hard-she never imagined falling again would be even harder.

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