The kitchen was a chaotic mess, with grains of rice scattered across the floor like a party confetti of mistakes. The empty pot lay abandoned on its side, its metal surface gleaming in the natural sunlight as it slowly rolled before coming to an abrupt stop. Becky let out a groan and squeezed her eyes shut even as she heard quick footsteps heading her way.
Barely a minute passed before Sonia’s astonished voice shattered the silence that had fallen in the room. “What in the world is going on here?”
Becky raised her hand to rub her sweaty brow, but quickly winced and pulled her hand away when pain shot through her hand. Her eyes shifted downwards, revealing a sight that further amplified her distress. Her fingers and palm were flushed red, bearing the marks of her hasty encounter with the
