Olivia teased, "But she's okay with your bed?"

Edwin replied seriously, "She's okay with me, not the bed."

Olivia rolled her eyes. She knew Edwin just wanted Laura close.

Mark needed to discuss something with Edwin.

So Olivia led Laura to Edwin's room, a spacious suite with an attached guest room and study.

Olivia turned on the heating in the master bedroom.

Laura immediately recognized Edwin's space, filled with books and action figures.

She explored them one by one.

Olivia busied herself but didn't interrupt Laura.

On Edwin's bedside was a sketchbook, seemingly repaired after being torn.

Laura was shocked to see her childhood drawings, which she had thought lost, now in Edwin's possession.

She held the sketchbook, her fingers tracing the drawings tenderly.

When Edwin entered, he found her absorbed in the sketches.

He ushered Olivia out, closed the door, and approached Laura, speaking softly.

“There was a time I resented you so much, I used that as fuel to excel. Even though we were happy and I cared for you, I thought it was revenge."

Edwin's voice quivered.

He wrapped his arms around Laura, murmuring, “I'm sorry, Laura."

Laura looked down at the sketchbook.

She asked quietly, "Do you regret resenting me? Would we still be together if you hadn't?"

Edwin tapped her head lightly.