“Did that really happen?”

“…Yes.”

At my response, Lena’s brows furrowed slightly. It didn’t seem like she was displeased—just processing my answer.

“It’s a strange feeling.”

“I imagine it would be.”

Lena didn’t ask me to elaborate further. She likely already knew the general outline of events and could piece together why this phenomenon was happening.

I couldn’t experience the same dissonance as others did. Because I remembered everything—the moments I had turned back time included.