"That night when you were drugged..." Hajin started. "How much do you remember, Princess?"
Ugh--Sarah pressed her lips. It was also a horrific and humiliating memory, so she would rather not remember it at all, but...
"I remembered pulling you for a kiss on the bed, and...that's it?" Sarah narrowed her eyes. "Did we...do more?"
"Hmm..." Hajin smiled wryly. "Not by much...I guess?" he added quickly when Sarah squinted her eyes even more. "Well...you were kind of rubbing yourself on me, Princess."
Sarah widened her eyes. "No..."
"If I say there were no clothes shed except for my jacket, would that suffice?"
Sarah nodded quickly. Yeah, that was enough. It was enough knowing she acted slutty. Embarrassing enough without any detail. But...
"What's that got to do with anything?" Sarah tilted her head.
"That deja vu and voices--I had them too that night," Hajin shrugged. "I assumed it was something like the ghost of the previous timeline?"
