After that night, Asuriel found herself experiencing those strange moments of deja vu more often. It wasn't always, but there would be random events where Vaerion would say or do something she remembered happening in the past…
She finally realized what it was: moments and events she had imagined having with Jae when she was younger. All of them were supposed to have been fabricated! She was a lonely teenager who needed a friend… even if he was imaginary.
She remembered vividly when Jae grabbed her hand with their fingers interlocked and walked down the street, or she'd walk into the mansion to find him sitting before a burning fire, book in hand – a glimpse of the past when he carried her to bed in his arms.
Asuriel was beyond confused, and Vaerion couldn't stand it anymore. It had been a week since their excursion.