INTRO: #Warning: This is not a regular Cinderella story *somewhere in my fictional world in 1708 * The sweet aroma of fresh lemon bread, cookies, and cakes beams out from the baker's shop window. It was mid morning and the sun was about to dazzle out in its full force, as Jaylyn finished her last delivery, placing the tray pan on the cake display. "Oh Jaylyn dear, you.... such a darling, " Mrs Stale, her employer, praised her. It's been two years since Jaylyn started working for Mrs Stale, at this place she had learnt all
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