Like the pale echo of a dream

"Do you also have this weird feeling that it’s becoming more and more unrealistic?

Like it never happened.

Like the pale echo of a dream which we had in the night, but which we started forgetting right after awakening?" - she asked him.

But they HAD met. And touched each other. No matter how she tried to deny the uncomfortable reality. To pretend that it never happened. To let it fade away.