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A R A B E L L A ' S P.O.V Everything was prepared, and as dawn broke out over a new spring day, I couldn't contain the excitement bubbling inside of me. This was going to be the most special day in my best friend's life, and I was apart of it. Two weeks ago I stood nervously outside the waiting room, watching through the large glass panel, as Hardin sat by his father's bedside, listening tentatively to everything the doctorsaid. Benjamin looked terrible, sickly pale skin, dark bruises covering most of his body and the parts that were bruised were swollen, a broken rib, shattered femur and more. Extensive damage was done to his brain and despite everything, I couldn't help but think about how there was a chance he would never recover and therefore, I could never find out the truth a