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.

an unknown amount of time, her voice suddenly sounded

if time spent with her passed

back, and carefully looked at him for a while. “My skill isn’t too bad. In fact, it’s rather

Then, she took out a dry towel and flicked off the fine strands of hair that were stuck

go take a shower,”

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 he glanced down, he

scar had grown very

saw it, he would think of that woman.

abandoned him and his father.

thing he had left

and begged her not to leave, and not

had shaken her head and pried

so she could leave, he’d fallen on a

Jason’s memories didn’t

the details of the day, aside from what she wore, how

into a snarl, and how he’d

when the metal he

had said that the metal had gotten very close to his

was lucky, a centimeter to the left and they would

able to save his life

he had told himself

his mother.

himself off.

he

anyone.

as he did not have expectations,

was just that…

body dry with

his clothes. When he walked out of the

the table

something.

when had he started having expectations of her?

forward to seeing her

happiness.

moments when she looked

smile lit up

“Jay”.

of his name on her lips brought

I’ll help you blow dry your hair,” she said as she stood up to

the table

side. They were… copies

original

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