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.

time, her voice suddenly sounded in

as if time spent with her passed

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

flicked off the fine strands of hair that were stuck

take a shower,” Grace

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 hairs. As

had grown very shallow.

it, he would think of that woman.

abandoned him and his father.

thing he had left of

he knelt and begged her not to leave, and

woman had shaken her head

him aside so she could

memories

aside from what she wore, how

smile had transformed into a snarl,

when the metal he fell on

the metal had gotten very close to his

to the left and they would

able to save his life

told himself that that

his mother.

walled himself off.

death, he stopped having expectations

anyone.

long as he did not have

was just that…

tap, wiped his body

walked out of

She was sitting at the table

something.

when had he started having expectations of

to seeing her smile, looking

happiness.

lived for those moments when she looked at him with

smile lit up the

“Jay”.

name on her lips brought

you blow dry your hair,” she said as she

side of the table and saw some documents

the table by her side. They were… copies of

original case.

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