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.

unknown amount of time,

if time

smiled, took two steps back, and carefully looked at him for a while. “My skill

off the fine strands of hair that were stuck to

a shower,” Grace

Knowing that she wanted to conserve energy and keep their bills low, he didn’t set the shower to hot as he normally

scar had grown very shallow. However, every

it, he would think

who had abandoned

wound was the only thing he

her

had shaken her head and pried his hands

him aside so she could leave, he’d fallen on a

rebar. Jason’s memories didn’t remember

day, aside from

transformed into a snarl, and how

he fell on

had said that the metal had

was lucky, a centimeter to the left and they would not

to save his life

himself that that woman

his mother.

walled himself off.

death, he stopped

anyone.

did not have

just

off the tap, wiped his body dry

When he walked out of

the table and seemed to be

something.

when had he started having expectations of

looking forward to seeing her

happiness.

she looked at him with

and smiled. Her smile lit up the whole room.

“Jay”.

the sound of his name on her lips

washing up? I’ll help you blow dry your hair,” she said as she stood up to get the hairdryer.

walked to the side of the table and saw some

the table by her side.

original

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255