Chapter 1
Subtitle: A Guilty Pleasure Recipe for Sleepless Nights
On a sleepless night. When the world falls into a deep, silent slumber, a sudden, whimsical spell takes hold. I am overcome by an urge to bake sweet treats. Yet, I refuse to get my hands sticky. I refuse to fuss over complex steps. And I utterly refuse a mountain of dishes to wash. Ah, I know—a pound cake shall be my canvas! The ingredients are simple: pancake mix, butter, and eggs. Stir. Stir! Stir!! A wicked, cackling giggle slips from my lips as I fold them together: Hee-hee-hee…! Ah, look, the confectionery witch has awakened inside me. Pour it into the tin, slip it into the oven, and the magic is done. But wait, the sweetness lacks a proper punch. So, I smother it with a generous dollop of glossy strawberry jam. Oh, heavens… the wicked, delicious taste of a midnight transgression! Weight will be gained! Blood sugar will soar! And yet, my heart demands it! Surrendering to the impulse, I devour every single crumb. A deep, blissful sigh… complete satisfaction. As for the dishes? They belong to tomorrow morning. A heavy, gentle drowsiness is finally pulling me under.
(The End)
