The New Hannah

At this moment.

In the backyard of the villa, by the pool.

Ella stood shivering at the pool's edge, wearing a revealing swimsuit. She eyed the shimmering water with a pleading look directed at Eric. "Eric, the weather tonight… it suddenly turned cold. You know it rained this afternoon, and I don't feel like swimming—I'd rather run!"

Eric, wearing only a pair of swim trunks, leaned casually against the poolside cabinet, his toned eight-pack on full display. "Jump in now, or face the consequences!" he smirked.

Ella pouted, grumbling, "Eric, you don't care about me at all! You don't spoil me, you don't love me!"

Eric shook his head in amused frustration. He doted on her endlessly, or so he thought! Ella needed regular exercise to stay healthy, and swimming had benefits that running couldn't offer—plus, a quick dip in cool water could boost her circulation. And tonight's weather was just brisk, not cold.