Edwin chuckled softly, the sound carrying an affectionate undertone.

Thirty minutes later, they pulled into the villa that Mark had acquired years ago.

Early spring had cast its spell on the yard, coaxing tender, green leaves from the trees.

Laura stepped out of the car, drawn to the budding leaves, unable to resist touching them. Edwin, ever playful, teased her about potential tiny worms, and she instinctively retreated into his embrace.

Lowering his head, he affectionately nuzzled her nose, jesting, "Afraid of little worms but not the big one-always eager to see it."