I was well aware of who Gavin and Jessa were. Instead of being repeatedly harassed by them and breaking up with Gavin now, I'd better keep myself peaceful.
They were such a perfect match. I would wish them eternal happiness.
It was a good thing that the two of them were bound together so that they could no longer harm others.
I hadn't been painting for over a year. Despite this, the brush was like my old friend. Even if we hadn't seen each other for a long time, our bond remained unaffected.
In the following period, I immersed myself in the paintings that belonged only to me.
At night, the stars twinkled. The sea beat with blue tears, sparkling with a surge of brilliant blue. In the painting, a little girl was dressed in a long dress. Standing on her tiptoes, she was kicking the water and smiling with satisfaction. Behind her, there was a carefully attended flower field. Next to it, there was a wooden shabby house. As the light shone down vertically, the distant mountains were lit up, and the girl's happiness was plausible.
When I put down the brush and finished the painting, I was at peace.
"After you finish painting, come and have a meal. These are all specially made by Jessa for you."