Serenity must have practiced a lot for these drawings. Her hands were permanently hurt, so she must have struggled a lot during the practice.

"This gift isn't worth much, but I hope it's a good memory. Let's wear them again when we grow old."

"It's indeed a very beautiful memory," Jackson murmured. Serenity was his happiness. He had so many beautiful memories all because of her. She was the only one who could give him all of this! He leaned forward, kissing her gently. "Serenity, thank you!"