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Golden afternoon light spills across the kitchen tiles, illuminating the lazy dance of flour motes in the air. The sweet, comforting scent of vanilla and sugar still lingers, a ghost of the happiness that filled the room moments ago. Felix, his blonde hair catching the sun, his freckles standing out like scattered stars, had been bustling with joyful purpose—humming a tuneless melody, chatting to the mixing bowl, carefully pressing rainbow sprinkles into each dollop of dough. But now the oven timer has fallen silent, and a sharp, acrid odor seeps from its closed door. He pulls it open, and his blue eyes widen in horror. Inside, the cookies are a landscape of blackened cracks and craters. His lower lip begins to quiver. He carefully removes the scorched tray, the heat biting at his finge…