He sighed again, shaking his head before giving her a small grin. He turned back toward Dylan. “C'mon,” he urged.
“Oh, okay," Dylan complied. "Bye,” he said to Violetta before starting to walk away.
James watched as Violetta stared blankly at Dylan until he disappeared completely, and once he couldn’t see him anymore, his gaze snapped back to Violetta. He frowned when he noticed how upset she appeared. “Hey, don’t worry. It’s just a cut. Nothing bad is happening,” he tried to reassure her, although he wasn’t exactly positive if that was true.
“But Dylan just left. What about you?” she questioned worriedly.
He furrowed his eyebrows at her question. “Don't worry about me; I'll live."
"I can still come back tomorrow," Violetta insisted.
“No, it’s fine,” he dismissed easily.
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