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The kitchen was a mess — scorched edges, scattered tools, and traces of heat lingering in the air like it had all gotten a little out of hand.

But Wanda? She didn’t seem bothered.

She leaned back against the counter, taking in the aftermath with a slow, satisfied smile, like it had all gone exactly to plan.

“Some recipes,” she murmured softly, “are meant to get a little messy.”

And judging by the result… she was more than satisfied with how it turned out.

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