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

It was as if time spent with her passed

and carefully looked at him for a while. “My skill isn’t too bad. In fact, it’s rather good, and we’ve saved twenty dollars.”

and flicked off the

go take a

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 hairs. As he glanced down, he saw

time, this scar had grown very shallow.

he would think

woman who had abandoned him

wound was the only thing he had left of

as he knelt and begged her

head and

aside so she could leave, he’d

memories didn’t remember the

the day, aside

into a snarl, and how he’d been

when the metal he fell on pierced his chest.

said that the metal had gotten very close to

centimeter to the left and they would

been able to save his life at all.

told himself that that woman

his mother.

himself off.

father’s death, he stopped having expectations

anyone.

not have expectations, he would never

was just

turned off the tap, wiped his body dry with

his clothes. When he walked out of the bathroom,

was sitting at the table

something.

started having expectations

forward to seeing her smile, looking forward

happiness.

when she looked at him with gentle

and smiled. Her smile lit up the whole room.

“Jay”.

name on

blow dry your hair,” she said as she stood up to get the hairdryer.

to the side of the table

the table by her side. They were… copies of

her original

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