In the evening, Carla took a shower.
When Tyrone returned to the villa, he didn't climb into her bed or through the window this time. Instead, he knocked on her door.
"Baby, I brought you a present."
Carla's eyes sparkled when she saw the metal box in his hands. She opened it and found peach-flavored candies inside.
Tyrone watched her with a smile, his eyebrows furrowing slightly with nervousness. "Baby, do you like it?" he asked cautiously.
'How could they be peach-flavored?' Carla was astonished. Peach was her favorite candy flavor, but she had never told anyone.
"Yes." Carla nodded.
She unwrapped a candy, the sweet taste of peach filling her mouth. Carla suddenly remembered giving Tyrone a peach-flavored candy before.
She remembered Tyrone wearing glasses then, aloof and distan
