"I can't leave the school, love. I wished I could. I really do,"Jane told him gently. She looked up at Vanessa, the same Prefect that approached them at the lake the other day for showing some affection towards each other. She blushed and smiled at Vanessa as she walked by. She turned to Christian and put her head on his shoulder. She was getting a little sleepy. She closed her eyes and drifted off into a light slumber. She could hear Christian breathing, but that was all.

Jane dreamt about her twin, Denver. He was all alone in the painting room, painting a portrait of himself and Jane. He was saying: Oh, Louise. Are you sure you're alright there by yourself? I got your letter. Don't push him away. Be strong and you will pull through. That sounded more like Denver relaying his thoughts to her than a dream. She could hear herself saying to Denver: Oh, Denver. I hope I'm strong enough. He's my eternal sunshine, my love, my everything. Do stay with me, brother. Don't leave me. Only, she was saying that out loud without realizing she was sleep-talking.