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WHY DID CEASER BAKE A CAKE?

Annie sat on the couch in the sitting room, her eyes fixed on the wall clock as the minutes ticked by.

She had been waiting for what felt like an eternity for Eric to come home, and now she was starting to get worried.

As she glanced at the clock for what must have been the hundredth time, she saw that it was already 9pm.

Her brow furrowed with concern, she wondered where Eric could be.

She tried to push the thoughts aside, telling herself that Eric was a grown man and could take care of himself.

But as the minutes turned into...