[Samara]
I sighed as I closed my eyes and tried to get comfortable on the small couch in Ben’s private room. It was late. Or was it early? It didn’t matter, I was physically and emotionally exhausted. Ben’s parents had left a bit earlier to get some rest and I had just finished convincing Heather and Wesley to go home to do the same. I, on the other hand, couldn’t bring myself to leave. Dylan had come and gone and while I felt bad for just about ignoring him, I couldn’t deal with that right now. I slowly opened my eyes as I gazed over Ben’s sleeping form. He didn’t look good, but the doctors had been adamant that he would recover. I wasn’t even sure what I was still doing here, but I couldn’t leave. Ben had been more than a friend, more than a boyfriend to me, and I wasn’t about to leave
