Watching cookery shows had been the one true pleasure for her when she'd been allowed. Opening the book, she went in search of the ingredients. Baking was one thing she'd never done in her life. The writing had taken control of her. She found some flour, chocolate, eggs, sugar, and other confectionery items in the cupboards and fridge. The tins were in a bottom drawer. Much searching and she had every piece of equipment laid down for her to work with. Preheating the oven, she began creaming the butter and sugar together. The therapeutic action helped her to relax. Her mind was no longer full of Demon, her mum, or the danger she was in from falling for Demon.

While she stirred, folded, and prepared cupcakes, she was a woman who baked. Closing her eyes, Violet let the calm take over.