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 his

was as if time spent

back, and carefully looked at him for a while. “My skill isn’t too bad.

smiled as she spoke. Then, she took out a dry towel and flicked off the fine

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

time, this scar had grown very shallow. However,

saw it, he would think

who had abandoned

was the only thing he had

knelt and begged her not to leave, and

woman had shaken her head

she could leave, he’d

Jason’s memories didn’t remember

details of the day, aside from what she wore,

transformed into a snarl, and how he’d

when the metal he

the metal had gotten very close to his

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

to save

he had told himself that that

his mother.

walled himself off.

death, he stopped having expectations of

anyone.

long as he did not have expectations, he would never be disappointed.

was just

the tap, wiped his body dry

out of

sitting at the table and

something.

started having expectations

seeing her

happiness.

for those moments when she looked at him with gentle

smile lit up

“Jay”.

the sound of his name on

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

the table and saw some documents

on the table by her side. They

original case.

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