That night, Vera Wave slept deeply while Kris Cooper struggled with insomnia.
Originally, he had planned to surprise her on her birthday and use those memories to stimulate her lost ones, helping her regain them. He had never imagined things would take such a turn.
Gazing at the girl's flushed face under the dim night light, he gently brushed his fingers over her cheek, pulling the thin blanket up over her shoulders.
His gaze caught on something glinting on the blanket. Kris Cooper then reached up, taking hold of the two rings hanging from the chain around his neck. He unfastened the chain's clasp, removed the smaller ring, and carefully lifted her hand, slipping the ring onto her left ring finger.
Her fingers had not changed much, and the ring still fit perfectly.
He carefully held her small hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss. A faint smile touched the corners of Kris Cooper's mouth as his fingertips gently stroked the back of her hand.
