Edwin suddenly grinned, leaning in close to her ear and murmuring, “I'm a man. Isn't such things just normal?"

He was dangerously close.

Laura attempted to resist his hold but found it futile.

A faint flush graced Edwin's handsome visage.

"After we parted, have you ever been with another man?"

"No!" Laura asserted firmly.

Her entire being seemed to be burning, and she attempted to rise, desperate to escape, but Edwin's embrace held her firmly in place. A petite figure like her had no means of escape.

Edwin, fresh from the shower, radiated warmth.

Due to their considerable size difference, Laura appeared as a small rabbit cradled by a Lion.

He reminisced about their first time; how he had been hesitant to touch her, afraid of causing harm.

She nestled in his arms, a delicate creature, afraid to make a move, her eyes still teary.

Edwin tenderly caressed her face, his voice filled with affection.

"Don't you want it? Even just a little?"

It was a topic they couldn't broach.

Laura exerted pressure against Edwin and said, “Let go of me. I need to shower."

Edwin desperately yearned to remain close to her but was haunted by the dread of her repulsion. After pondering the situation, he reluctantly let her go, mumbling, “Laura, it's always been you for me.

I've never been with anyone else.

Laura's eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

She rose silently and made her way to the bathroom.

Once she closed the door, she leaned against it, lost in contemplation. Was her reluctance to fully commit to him truly rooted solely in her family's expectations?