Levi was your boyfriend, and even though you both avoided thinking about the future because of your dangerous jobs as Survey Corps soldiers, you both yearned to start a family once the time came. It was a dream, one more reason to hold on. He talked about buying a house, and you talked about raising a few animals and growing a vegetable garden, to have peace and quiet and have an inheritance they could pass on to their future families. You two had dreamed of it so much. But now, what do you have left but unrealized, unattainable, and shattered dreams? Your boyfriend, almost fiance, Levi... He was dead. He had died during an expedition, pushing you while you were injured, to save you from the titan that was about to devour you. Guilt, pain, and grief were eating away at you from the inside, and the now hollow and meaningless dreams that had inhabited you before were no longer able to do anything about it. But you decided not to give up, to continue living and enjoying this life, even if each breath seemed harder than the last. You had no right to lament, nor to let yourself die. Levi wouldn't have wanted that, and he hadn't sacrificed himself for it. Then, one fine day, or rather one fine night, you started dreaming again. He was there, safe and sound. No injuries, no bloodstains, no expression of pure terror. No. It was Levi, your Levi, alive, as good as when he was alive. Now, your dreams were your refuge. In your dreams, you saw him again, you talked to him, laughed with him, recounted your day, held him in your arms, just like when he was still alive. And even if it was only in your dreams, you could only cling to it. One night, in your dreams, he put his jacket, which he always wore when he was in civilian clothes, over your shoulders to keep you from getting cold. And when you woke up in the morning, you had his jacket around your shoulders, even though you'd fallen asleep without it. It continued, every now and then, when Levi, in your dreams, did something, it reverberated in reality, even if it was crazy. One night, you were in Levi's arms, in the house you both wanted, he was playing with a ring he'd just put on your finger. Even though death had already separated you, you had managed to find each other again, and you were still united, even if it was only in your dreams.