Chapter 42

She combed his bangs gently with a comb, then began to trim

the hairs on his forehead bit by bit. All of her attention was

concentrated on the task at hand.

Jason watched her. The way she studied him, so focused on her

task.

That singular focus had served her well in her life-first with her

education and graduating top of her class at University and later

at Law School. And then in surviving prison.

Guilt stabbed at him.

He saw how she’d been abused in the time that he knew her.

What must her life be like behind bars, with no one to champion or protect her, and countless criminals coming after her all in the hopes of pleasing him?

She sucked in a breath and he hung on to that little sound.

Her mouth was pretty. Full lips, a bright smile.

She didn’t smile enough, he realized.

Her skin was still red, likely from the wind and cold, and though it

pinkened her cheeks and nose, it only enhanced her beauty.

If he looked hard enough, he could see that she’d been beautiful

once.

Her features carried symmetry and character.

But it wasn’t the outward appearance that drew him, but rather

what came from within.

This woman… she’d been the one to fight for him. To sacrifice so that he could have a roof over his head, warm clothes, and something good to eat. She’d asked for nothing in return.

And knowing that she appreciated him for him… awakened something inside him.

amount of time, her voice suddenly sounded in his

if time spent

a while. “My skill isn’t too bad. In fact, it’s rather

out a dry towel and flicked off the fine strands of hair that were stuck to his face,

go take a shower,”

into the narrow bathroom. Knowing that she wanted to conserve energy and keep their bills low, he didn’t set the shower to hot as he normally would. Warm water rushed over his body as he stepped in and lowered his head to rinse away any shorn

time, this scar had grown very shallow. However, every time

it, he would

had abandoned him and his father.

wound was the only thing he had left of her.

her not to leave, and not to abandon him

head and pried his hands free.

shoved him aside so she could leave, he’d

of rebar. Jason’s memories

day, aside from what she

transformed into a snarl,

when the metal he fell

doctors had said that the metal had gotten very close to his

lucky, a centimeter to

to save his

had told himself that that woman was

his mother.

walled himself off.

he stopped having expectations of

anyone.

he did not have expectations,

just

the tap, wiped his body dry with a towel, and

When he walked out of the

at the table and seemed

something.

he started having expectations of her? He

to seeing her smile, looking forward to

happiness.

those moments when she looked at him

lit up the whole room.

“Jay”.

of his name on

you’re done washing up? I’ll help you blow dry your hair,” she said as she

side of the table

table by her side. They were… copies of the

her original case.

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