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Chapter 93
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Marked By Mistake: The Baker's Secret Chapter 93
Ivy’s POV The first thing I noticed was the smell. Old paper. Faded leather. Something faintly musty, like a room that had remained closed for years. Inside the chest, several documents had been carefully arranged beneath layers of oilcloth. Whoever had placed them there had taken precautions to protect them from moisture and the elements. Despite the years buried beneath the ruins, the wrapping had preserved much of what lay inside. I stared at the contents, momentarily unable to move. Roman crouched beside me. “Do you want me to help?” I shook my head. “No. I think I need to do this myself.” He nodded, remaining close enough that I could reach for him if I needed to. With trembling fingers, I began removing the oilcloth. The first items I uncovered were old documents, their edges yellowed and fragile. Some appeared to be family records, while others contained handwritten notes and names arranged in careful columns. I picked up one of the pages. The handwriting made my b
Marked By Mistake: The Baker's Secret Chapter 92
Ivy’s POV The drive toward Silverglen’s old territory took the better part of a day. Roman was behind the wheel, his attention fixed on the winding mountain roads while Theresa’s carefully written directions guided us deeper into a stretch of wilderness I had never visited before. It was strange to think that somewhere beyond those mountains lay the last physical remnants of my mother’s entire bloodline. For most of my life, Silverglen had existed only in fragments. A name mentioned in hushed conversations, a tragedy spoken about with careful restraint, and a history that seemed to grow heavier every time I uncovered another piece of it. Now, I was finally going to see the place for myself. The landscape outside the window gradually changed as we travelled farther from civilization. The roads became narrower, the trees thicker, and the mountains rose around us like ancient guardians protecting something the world had long forgotten. There were no houses, no signs of human activit
Marked By Mistake: The Baker's Secret Chapter 91
Ivy’s POV “Then why didn’t she tell anyone who she was?” I asked. The question had been growing inside me since my father first mentioned my mother’s cousin. If she had been the person who found Roman in the woods, why had she helped him only to disappear? Why had she never come forward, even after the danger had passed? And if she knew something about what had happened that night, why had she allowed the truth to remain buried for so long? My father leaned back against the bench. “Because surviving Silverglen taught her that being seen could be dangerous.” I frowned. “Even years later?” “Especially years later, if the people responsible for its destruction still had reason to fear what the survivors knew.” His answer left me quiet. I had always understood that Silverglen’s destruction had been more than the loss of a territory. It had been the destruction of a home, a history, and an entire way of life. But I had never fully considered what it meant to survive such a thing a
Marked By Mistake: The Baker's Secret Chapter 90
Ivy’s POV The following afternoon, I drove to my father’s house with a question that had been sitting heavily on my chest since the previous night. Hazel was at Denise’s, working on a school project, which meant I had no excuse to postpone the conversation. I had spent the entire morning trying to convince myself that perhaps I had misunderstood the expression on my father’s face when I mentioned the mysterious woman from Roman’s memory. Perhaps his hesitation had meant nothing. Perhaps he had genuinely known nothing about the woman who had found Roman in the woods that night. But I knew my father. I knew the difference between surprise and recognition, between genuine confusion and the careful silence of someone deciding how much truth to reveal. And the look I had seen on his face had been unmistakable. He knew something. The question was whether he was finally willing to tell me. When I arrived, I found him in the garden, kneeling among the early spring plantings. The aftern
Marked By Mistake: The Baker's Secret Chapter 89
Roman’s POV An hour later, Marcus found me alone in the study. Theresa had retreated to her rooms, and I had spent the time going over our conversation in my head, trying to separate what we knew from what we merely suspected. The distinction mattered. We could not afford to build our next decisions around assumptions, no matter how convincing they seemed. Marcus entered without ceremony, closing the door behind him. “You look like you’ve been given something unpleasant to think about,” he remarked. “That’s because I have.” I said calmly He studied my face, his usual easy warmth giving way to quiet attention. Marcus had always been perceptive when it mattered. He knew when a conversation could wait and when it could not, and something in my expression must have told him that this was the latter. “What happened?” “Theresa spoke to an old contact. Someone who knew her family before she came to Darkwood.” I paused briefly before continuing. “She described the Alpha from the atta
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Roman’s POV Theresa summoned me to the study three days after the memory ritual, and the moment I saw her standing beside the desk, I knew something was wrong. Her face was pale, her lips pressed into a thin line, and her eyes carried a heaviness that had not been there the last time we spoke. She looked resolute, certainly, but there was something beneath that determination that unsettled me more than open fear ever could. It was the expression of someone who had spent days chasing an answer and had finally found it, only to discover that the truth was far worse than the uncertainty she had been living with. She had been searching for something. Of that, I was certain. And whatever she had found had not brought her any comfort. “Sit down, Roman.” Her voice was firm, but I caught the slight tremor beneath it. Theresa rarely allowed her emotions to interfere with her words. Even when the world around her seemed determined to fall apart, she had always possessed a remarkable abili
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