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fifty.

I remember those words clearly. I remember the moment my world came crashing down on me, and I had collapsed in the middle of a sidewalk.

"He's in a coma," the tinny voice at the end of the line had told me. "And we don't know when or if he'll recover."

If he'll recover.

Those last words hurt the most. I couldn't bring myself to believe that my best friend, the love of my life, might possibly never come back to me. I remember pinching myself over and over, hoping to wake up.

I didn't.

And I wasn't sure if he would either.