Chapter 68: Veil of Secrets

The morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow over Taylor’s bedroom. She lay in bed, her heart still racing from the events of the previous night. The intensity of her confession to Alex, his reciprocation, and the deepened bond they shared had left her in a state of blissful exhaustion. But beneath the surface, an undercurrent of unease still lingered. Taylor’s thoughts drifted back to the mysterious letter she had found in her mother’s old journal, the one that hinted at a past she had never known. The letter was vague, but it mentioned a “veil of secrets” that needed to be lifted—a metaphorical barrier that had kept the truth hidden for so long. Taylor had spent hours poring over the journal, searching for clues, but the answers remained elusive. Alex stirred beside her, his arm draped protectively over her waist. She turned to face him, her heart swelling with affection as she took in the sight of him—his tousled hair, the peaceful expression on his face. He