The couple woke up from their dazes.
Remembering was so difficult and energy-consuming, especially when they looked for every single detail. To Nate, it was clear as day, and every bit was in its place. For Lara, not so much.
«I remember now,» she said. «How we met, your car... I remember that we kissed...»
She didn't say anything more. She did remember up to that moment. But then, she still had a void. She wasn't afraid of it; likely, she just needed a break to rest. And their night together wasn't as relevant of a detail as the rest.
She could feel something similar to back then, deep in her heart. It was mixed with her own feelings, but it was clear as day: something was pushing her against Nate, literally all the time. Like a magnetic force trying to glue them one to the other.
But it wasn't scary. Just like the first time, she couldn't control it. However, while feeling it, she wasn't bothered to explain.