Myla Friedman and Bryan Edwards looked like modern young lovers deeply involved in an old-fashioned romance.
The fashionably dressed couple dined at trendy Spring Garden restaurants and danced at popular Center City clubs, friends and acquaintances recalled. He would carry her law books, she would cook special meals for him, and they would cuddle in each other's arms when they watched television.
But those displays of affection hid a volatile disharmony, two of the couple's close friends said.
Those friends said Friedman, 24, a stunningly attractive, affluent and bright second-year Temple Law School student who was aggressively pursuing her career, and Edwards, 28, a handsome, streetwise sales clerk and college dropout who desperately wanted to become an independent businessman, were grossly mismatched.