Azriel's brows furrowed in concern as he watched Olivia leap down from the tree, her red locks flowing behind her. His heart skipped a beat, fear coursing through his veins as he instinctively reached out to catch her. "Olivia! What were you thinking? You could have seriously hurt yourself," he scolded, his voice laced with worry. He slowly lowered her to the ground.
Olivia's mischievous grin slowly faded, replaced by a pout as she realized the gravity of her actions. "I... I'm sorry, Azriel. I didn't mean to worry you," she murmured, her voice filled with remorse. She took a step closer, her eyes pleading for forgiveness.
Azriel sighed, his frustration melting away as he looked into her apologetic eyes. He couldn't stay mad at her for long. "Just promise me you'll be more careful next time, okay?" he said, his voice softening. "I don't want anything to happen to you."
Olivia nodded, her pout turning into a small smile.
She felt bubbly that he cared.
