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Before I left the hospital, I took a moment to gather my thoughts and ensure I was fully prepared. I reached out to the concerned parties, reassuring them that Angel was okay, albeit still in recovery. They needed to hear that she was stable, and I promised them that I would share all the details in person when I met them later. There was a sense of relief in giving them that reassurance, and with it, I felt a weight lift off my shoulders. Feeling a mix of excitement and anxiety bubbling within me, I set out for the theme park directly after leaving, my heart racing as I imagined the night ahead. By the time I arrived at the park, dusk was gracefully settling in, painting the sky in shades of purple and orange. The rides began their dazzling display, lighting up one by one in a symphony o