But it only lasted for a brief moment before she felt a sudden wave of nausea that was followed by a splitting headache before oblivion finally took over him.
When Ana opened her eyes again, she had a different aura already.
He slowly raised his head and looked at the direction of the crying high school guy.
"Miggy.."
She called out softly.
But surprisingly enough, the voice that came out from Ana's lip was not from him.
It was a sweet voice of a girl and she called out the high school guy endearingly.
Exactly the same way Antoinette used to call Miguel on her imagination before.
Miguel was unsure himself but for some reason, when he heard the voice called his name, it felt so familiar.
It almost sounded like the same voice he imagined Antoinette would have if she only happened to be capable of speech.