I felt so lucky that he found me, and I was so happy that I couldn't stop crying, although I was certain that Brandon never thought that I was crying tears of joy as he held me in his arms.
"Stop crying now, Dahlia. I'm here and everything is going to be alright," he said, as if he had already forgotten that the reason I ran out of the hospital in the first place was because I caught him making out with my sister. That recollection made my entire body stiffen in his arms. Bradon must have felt the change in me as well because he slowly let go of me before holding me at arm's length so that he could peer into my face.
"Dahlia," he called my name softly as he reached his hand slowly towards my face. I knew instinctively that he wanted to wipe my tears away, and although I appreciated that gentle and caring gesture, I couldn't bear for him to see my tear-streaked face. I quickly turned away before wiping away my own tears with the back of my hands.