"Oh, what do you want to do now? It's up to you." James began to move, stepping away from Lewis, but before he could take another step, Lewis grabbed his hand tightly.
Surprised by the situation, James swallowed hard, looking at her with eyes full of questions.
"Don't... tell me you want to invite me to come with you..."
As soon as he uttered the last words, his hand started to throb painfully from the strong grip she had on him.
Lewis furrowed her brows, giving him a fierce glare, but after a few seconds, she sighed and looked at James, saying:
"Can you let me go? You're the only one here who truly understands me. So maybe... you could help me?"
With eyes full of hope, she stared at him as if begging for an answer.
"Honestly... I truly want to fulfill your request, but..."
Immediately, he tightened his grip on her hands, making Lewis a bit startled. With a firm, unwavering voice, he said:
