*Flashback*
It was my 25th birthday, I stood beside my boyfriend Eli for a picture. We both smiled as our best friend Zico snapped a polaroid picture. I snatched the picture to stuff it in the photo album and as I turned to see my best friend Gaby holding a cake. That was kinda the whole gang, it's always just been four of us. With everyone busy with their work, it was nice to have a picnic to celebrate another year to have fun.

But that was then, I remember everyone happily singing happy birthday to me. Next thing I know my tears starting flowing down my face and hits the photo album. The sleeves on the hospital gowns were short and I struggled to drag them lowers to use them to wipe the tears off the album. It's been 2 weeks since I woke up from the coma. When I woke up, I called Gaby to keep it a secret. Gaby ran straight to me after the call. Gaby was my core and she pushed me to get better. As time passed I went to rehab and continued to recover. I wanted to see how many things changed over the past three years I've been asleep. I still feel 25, sometimes I forget that I'm no longer that age anymore. Gaby caught me up in most of the things that I missed but whenever I asked about Eli she would choke on her words which caused me to panic. Ideas started to fill my head that maybe he forgot about me. But I didn't want to believe that. I became a pest about it to Gaby and continued to ask about Eli. He changed all his social media accounts and including his phone number, it was like he was the one that disappeared. But Gaby reassured me that he was okay. I wanted to see him so bad, I felt guilt that I know you can't just wait on anyone, but he should've been here.

Things got harder, it's hard living when everyone probably thinks I'm dead. Everyday was the same, I was still in the hospital. No one came to see me other than Gaby. Gaby would stay late nights and we would both lay down next to each other on the hospital bed and stare at the ceiling reminiscing of the past. Zico was someone else I wanted to see. As much as I wanted to get the group to get back together, something was telling me not to. Then on one of those nights, Gaby sat up straight. I sat up in sync with her, I felt a tense tension between us. We were on the topic of Zico, and she confessed that she has been dating Zico. I was thrilled to know that both my best friends have been in good hands.

"Are you upset?" She asked me.
"Why would I be? I'm a little sad that I'm late to the party but I'm happy for the both of you" I replied as I shook her hands to express my excitement for them.
"Will there be a wedding soon?" I asked smirking.
She shook her head no, "we're both focusing on our career for the time being."
"Are you happy with him?" I asked.
She replied blushing and I knew the answer.

I was happy to see Gaby and Zico in such a great place. I was definitely shaken by the news but I saw it coming way before. The next day, Gaby came with Zico to see me. It was the first time I've seen him in three years and he hasn't changed one bit, other than the fact that he grew a whole beard. We hugged, cried, laughed, and cried some more. Our bond was still the same, right then and there it almost felt like the group was back together. He worked in another hospital as a pedestrian, we hung out together all day. He told me so many stories about the kids he has treated. As he talked I looked at him with envy. Zico and I always had the same classes growing up and in university. I wanted to become where he is now. But my life went the other direction.