"Hey, I haven't seen you in a while," Dillon said, his voice filled with concern. But before he could finish speaking, I wrapped my arms around him, my tears flowing freely as I released all the pent-up emotions I had been holding in.
As expected, Dillon held me tightly, his comforting presence a balm to my wounded soul. He gently patted my back, murmuring soothing words as I cried into his chest.
"Hey, what's gotten into you?" he asked, his concern deepening as he lifted my head from his chest to meet his gaze, his eyes searching mine for answers.
"Just hold me," I whispered, my voice barely above a whisper, as I continued to cry against him.
We had planned to eat at a nearby restaurant, but seeing me in such distress, Dillon decided to change our plans and took me to the park instead
