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.

After an unknown amount of time, her voice suddenly sounded

he asked. It was as if

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

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

take a

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

grown very shallow.

would think

abandoned him

the only thing he had

pushing him away as he knelt and begged her not to leave, and not to abandon him and his father.

woman had shaken her head and

shoved him aside so she could leave, he’d fallen

of rebar. Jason’s memories didn’t remember the

the details of the day, aside from what she

transformed into a snarl,

metal he

metal had gotten very close

to the left and they

to save his life at

had told himself that

his mother.

walled himself

death, he stopped having

anyone.

he did not have expectations, he

just

the tap, wiped his body

out of the bathroom, his eyes fell

at the table and seemed to

something.

when had he started having expectations of her? He

her

happiness.

those moments when she looked

and smiled. Her smile lit

“Jay”.

the sound of his name on her lips brought

you blow dry your hair,” she said as she

to the side of the table

her side. They were… copies

original

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