Sandra Estrada, a 22-year-old girl with light brown hair, fair skin, light brown eyes, thick eyebrows, full lips, and a slender figure, with her own car and apartment, recently graduated from university with a degree in family law, and already engaged to Julian Mondragon, son of a wealthy magnate.

They were leaving a bar after celebrating their recent engagement. They had both decided to wait until graduation to get married and spend the rest of their lives together. They got on Julian's motorcycle and drove towards Sandra's apartment, but on the way, they had a fatal accident in which Sandra was the most injured. In the impact, her helmet came off her head, and she hit the pavement head-on, receiving a severe blow. They were taken to the hospital, where they were evaluated. Julian only had some fractures and scrapes, but Sonia fell into a coma and has been in it for the last 5 years.

"Hello, miss, welcome, don't worry, take a little air, I'm going to remove this tube from your throat..."

(I did what he asked, and it feels awful, that feeling of something coming out of your throat makes you want to vomit, he finishes taking it out, and I want to say something, but my voice doesn't come out, only a horrible grunt comes out).

"It's very normal after having had that tube in your throat that helped you breathe, don't worry, I'll call the doctor right now so he can come and check you, you just relax, I'll also let your father know that you've woken up, he just went out to eat, excuse me."

(I don't feel very well, my body hurts, I feel it numb, but sore, and then I remember everything that happened in the accident, OH MY GOD, JULIAN!!! And I jump with fright, how is Julian? We were together on the motorcycle, is he okay??, and I can't move, damn it, I try to scream and I can't do that either, and no one is around to ask for help or any information, tears fall from my eyes, it's the only thing I can do, how desperate it is to want to move and your body doesn't react.

Then there is noise and my father comes in, he looks older, with more wrinkles, and his hair has more gray hairs than normal, I see him and he is crying, he looks sad, could it be that something happened to Julian, how can I say it to him, --ju--jul--ju-lian- ,

"My beautiful daughter, Julian is fine, how are you? Do you feel good?... (Then the nurse comes in, a big man dressed in light blue and the nurse who removed the tube)."

(I just watch them.

The doctor says let's wait for the psychologist for anything that comes up, yes, why a psychologist? I'm not crazy, what I want is to know where Julian is, why isn't he here with me? I need him and I tell my father again)--Julian?... (my father turns to see the doctor and he nods, my father sees me and speaks to me).

"My daughter, you see, Julian is fine, only he can't come now because of his work."

(They are hiding something from me and they don't want to tell me, I feel it, and another doctor arrives in a white coat, and I think he is the famous psychologist we were waiting for, I don't even know why, but the so-called one has arrived, he stands there and just says... --Begin-- begin what??).

"Daughter, promise me you'll be calm… (that word is the word of the day or what or is it fashionable because I'm already sick of it, everyone is using it and so far today I've heard it too many times and that my father says it too, this is not going to be good and I just nod to confirm, but I'm not entirely sure I can"calm down")."

"Daughter, you've been in a coma for more than 5 years..."

"WHATTTTT!... (A roar comes out of my throat so horrible and hoarse and despair invades me immediately, I want to get up, but I can't, my useless numb body doesn't work and I want to go find Julian and prove that it's a lie about the 5 years in a coma, I'm crying as much as I can and I only hear my father telling me calm down daughter calm down, immediately the nurse pounces on me and the blue guy grabs me very hard so I don't move and they inject me with something and I start to feel my eyes very heavy and little by little I fall asleep, it can't be five years in a coma, noooo)..."

(I wake up and I still have everyone around me and anguish invades me, how did this happen and I hear my father speak).

"Daughter, I know it's hard to assimilate, but 5 years have already passed, in which you have been here interned and one day Julian and Andrea your friend went to see me and we talked about all this that happened, and how they fell in love in the midst of all this... (I couldn't believe what I was hearing, my best friend and my fiance in love and while I'm here in a coma, it's something I can't believe)...""Julian told me that they didn't plan to fall in love, it just happened, little by little their love arose without them realizing it. Andrea was his unconditional support, she was there every step of the way, in every study, and when they told us that you might never wake up, we all collapsed, but Andrea was his greatest support, daughter, and maybe you and Julian weren't meant to be together, until now everything was against you, remember that his family didn't accept you from the beginning and then the accident that left you in a coma for more than 5 years."

(I feel my heart burning and I felt something break inside me, the love of my life and my best friend are together, it hurts a lot, but if so much time has passed I just have to accept, but I resent this that is happening to me, why me, why me and I can't stop crying and my father looks like he wants to tell me more).

"Julian and Andrea got married more than 2 years ago and now they are parents of a beautiful girl, they visit me from time to time and we catch up on everything that happens."

(Married and with a daughter, that was what I wanted for us, a happy family and it hurts me to accept that I will not be the mother of his children).

"Daughter there is something else... That... (my father bends down, it's like he's ashamed of something)."

"" What's wrong, Dad?

"You see, your sister Camila can't have babies and well..."

(he remains silent, I don't understand what he wants to tell me, will they adopt or something).

"Well..."

(Suddenly a scandal is heard outside the room, people screaming, you can hear things being thrown, I don't know if they are blows, but suddenly a man enters "veeeery sexy and attractive" tall, dark hair, sharp nose, full lips, blue eyes, well-defined and trimmed beard, good body looks exercised and that tailored tuxedo looks and fits him "spectacularly" he brings a folder with some documents, he gets serious and looks at me fixedly).

"Sandra Estrada?"

"Yes, who are you?"

"That doesn't matter, I came to ask you to interrupt the pregnancy."

"WHATTTTT? ... (I turn to see my father and he just looks down, he looks ashamed, I don't know what's happening, but I can't be pregnant, I'm waking up from the coma, was I raped while I was in a coma? And why is he coming to tell me that? And he is very sure of what he is saying to me)."

(It's too much to take in, but to my misfortune, all this is not over yet, and with each passing hour, more and more bad and very bad news seems to come my way. It seems I made a mistake or wronged someone along the way because this punishment is truly horrible, and who is this man? Why does he come and introduce himself like this? I don't know him, and I know this won't be good. I see my father scared and somewhat agitated.)

"Dad? What's wrong? What did this man just say? Is it true that I'm pregnant?"

"Yes, daughter, it's true. I told you that your sister can't have babies, and she asked me, or rather, begged me to have tests done on you to see if you could have babies, and indeed you can. But even so, I wasn't sure about doing it. I came and spoke to your doctor, and he said it could be done, and after analyzing everything well, I decided to have you inseminated. I'm sorry, daughter, but I didn't know you would wake up so soon. The tests showed no progress of any kind, and according to the doctor and what I had already thought, we were going to disconnect you after your sister had the baby. I'm so sorry, my girl, but all this was very exhausting for me, for your sister. I always wanted to have the hope of seeing you open your eyes, but a lot of time had passed, and the doctors no longer gave me hope that you would wake up. Besides that, we lost everything we had. To cover the expenses, I sold your apartment, your car, even my house. My pension wasn't enough, and I looked for a job and was about to throw in the towel. Your sister and Jorge would help me during this time of your pregnancy to pay for the hospital expenses and would take care of the cost of the delivery, but something went wrong when they took you to have the procedure. The person in charge of doing the insemination made a mistake and inseminated you with this man's sperm. A week ago, he came and complained to us about it, but we have nothing to do with it. (He turns to look at that man) But no matter how much I explain, he is not convinced, and there is nothing I can do about that."

"I don't care whose fault it was, I never asked to be a father, and I don't want to be one, so at this moment I demand that she have an abortion and I will not leave here until I see it done."

(He looks furious, but I'm just finding out about everything that has happened in these 5 years that I've been in a coma. First, Julian got married and has a daughter, my sister can't have babies, and that's why I'm in this predicament.)

"Sir, you have already been told that this cannot be done. It goes against our hospital. These practices are prohibited here.-" The doctor tells him.

"Money makes the dog dance, doesn't it? Well, I have plenty and I demand that she have the abortion right now."

(What's wrong with him? He can't just come and demand like that, because the supposed baby is inside me and he can't control that.)

"I'm very sorry, sir, but it's my body and I decide. You are no one to come and demand anything. Besides, I don't know how all this happened! And! If they had consulted me, believe me, I would never have accepted any of this, and in case you haven't realized, I was in a coma and I'm waking up and I'm finding out about all this, so I ask you to please leave and not bother me anymore."

"Everyone get out of here, I have a lot to think about and assimilate... GET OUT!... You too, Dad. For now, I don't want to see you. I know that the decisions you made were not taken lightly or to hurt me because I know you love me, but all this hurts me, Dad, please understand me, and for now, I don't want to see anyone. It's too much for one day."

(I feel like I won't be able to sleep. Who could after finding out about all this? I don't know whether to feel sad, angry, disappointed, or happy to be awake, but knowing everything that happened in my absence is so sad. I feel so exhausted physically and mentally. It's already night and I just want to sleep and wake up to realize that all this was just a very bad-tasting nightmare.)

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