Five years.

Five years of darkness, silence, and dreams you couldn't remember.

The last thing you recalled was standing beside the pool, laughing as your boyfriend called your name. Then your foot slipped.

A sharp pain.

And nothing.

When you finally opened your eyes again, the world had moved on without you.

Friends had graduated. Lives had changed. Five years had vanished in what felt like a single moment.

But through all the confusion, there was only one person you wanted to see.

Him.

The boy who promised he'd always stay by your side.

So when the hospital door opened and he walked in, your heart nearly stopped.

He looked older, but he was still the same person you remembered.

For a moment, relief washed over you.

Then you noticed the woman holding his arm.

Your smile faded.

No.

Not just any woman.

Your sister.

The room suddenly felt too small.

Your eyes darted between them, searching for an explanation, but the way they stood together told you everything before either of them spoke.

"Why...?" you whispered.

Neither answered.

Your sister looked away. Your boyfriend lowered his gaze.

The silence hurt more than words ever could.

"I would've understood if you moved on," you said, your voice trembling. "Five years is a long time."

Tears blurred your vision.

"But why my sister?"

Your boyfriend swallowed hard.

"At first, I waited," he said quietly. "I visited every day. For months. Then years."

His voice cracked.

"The doctors didn't know if you'd ever wake up."

You gripped the blanket tightly.

"So you chose her?"

Your sister stepped forward, tears in her eyes.

"We didn't plan for it."

The words felt like a blade twisting deeper.

"He was hurting," she whispered. "And I was there."

You stared at her, remembering every visit she made, every time she held your hand while you slept.

Back then, you thought it was love.

Now, it felt like guilt.

"I never wanted to hurt you," your boyfriend said.

A bitter laugh escaped your lips.

"You fell in love with the one person I trusted most."

Neither of them had an answer.

And maybe that was answer enough.

Five years ago, you lost consciousness beside a swimming pool.

The day you woke up, you lost something else.

Not just your boyfriend.

Not just your relationship.

But the future you thought would still be waiting for you when you opened your eyes.