She had just finished showering and was in a crimson silk nightgown, looking both alluring and vulnerable. Edwin closed the door softly behind him.

“Why are you here?" Laura asked him.

Edwin leaned against the door, his voice hoarse.

"I was worried you might overthink, so I came to see you," he said.

Laura wrapped herself in a robe and began to dry her hair. After a few strokes, she looked down.