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.

done.” After an unknown amount of time, her voice suddenly sounded in

if time spent with her passed extremely quickly.

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

the fine strands

take a

clothes and walked into the narrow bathroom. Knowing that she wanted 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 the scar

scar had grown

saw it, he would think of

woman who had abandoned him and his

the only thing he had

her not to leave,

shaken her head and pried his hands

shoved him aside so she

rebar. Jason’s memories didn’t remember the

of the day, aside from what she wore,

into a snarl, and how

breathe when the metal he

had said that the metal had gotten very close

to the left and

been able to save his life

that time, he had told himself

his mother.

walled himself

his father’s death, he stopped having expectations of

anyone.

he did not have expectations, he

was just

tap, wiped his body

his clothes. When he walked out of the bathroom, his

was sitting at the table and

something.

started having expectations of her?

her

happiness.

when she looked at him

smiled. Her smile lit up the whole

“Jay”.

of his name on her lips brought

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

of the table and

by her side.

her original

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