Bathed in the soft glow of the lamp, Laura looked serene as she whispered, "She's pretending. She's still awake."

Edwin couldn't resist tickling Leyla, eliciting giggles from her.

He then kissed her cheek gently. "Time for bed. It's late."

With care, he cradled the little girl in his arms, reminiscent of how he used to put Scott and Myrna to sleep.

Observing the heartwarming scene, Laura couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. Edwin, now 40 years old, was still such a loving father.