As I walked back home from the grocery store, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness. The bags I carried were filled with ingredients for a new recipe I wanted to try for my daughter, Anya. She was diligently working on her homework, and I saw this as an opportunity to surprise her. Cooking wasn't my strong suit, but I was determined to do it for my daughter. The streets were quite bustling with people, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

"Hopefully she'll like it."