Isabella
“Dylan?” For a second, neither of us moved and the hospital hallway suddenly felt too bright, too quiet and far too small around us while we stared at each other like neither of us fully trusted what we were seeing.
“Bella?” Then his eyes widened properly.
A startled laugh escaped me before I could stop it. It was small and breathless and honestly somewhere between disbelief and exhaustion.
“Oh my God,” I muttered, shaking my head slightly. “Of all the people I could run into…”
“Wow.” Dylan still looked stunned, but I couldn't help but notice a tiny bit of pain in his eyes. “It’s really you.”
He straightened slowly with my cane still in his hand while his gaze searched my face carefully, like he was trying to match the woman standing in front of him to the girl he remembere
