Alena trying to escape from James isn't working because he keeps grabbing hold of her again, wrapping his arms tightly around her, and holding her so close to his body that they are almost touching.

“Don't go.” he pleads.

“I won't leave unless you let me go,” she replies.

He sighs loudly. He lets go of her and sits down next to her on the couch.

“I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I just wanted to make you happy, and I couldn't help myself, and I'm sorry,” he whispers, running his hands through his hair.

“I understand. Just don't touch me again, alright? Please.”

He nods, and she gets...