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.

of time, her voice

if time spent with her passed

him for a while. “My skill isn’t too bad.

dry towel and flicked off the fine strands of hair that were stuck to his face, neck, and on his clothes.

go take a

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

would think of

who had abandoned him and

wound was the only thing he had left of her.

he knelt and begged her not to leave,

woman had shaken her head and pried his

aside so she could leave, he’d fallen on a

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

the day, aside from what she

a snarl, and how he’d been

the metal he fell on pierced his

that the metal had gotten very close to his

to

save

told himself that that woman was

his mother.

himself

his father’s death, he stopped having

anyone.

have expectations, he would

was just

body

walked out of the bathroom, his

table and seemed to be looking

something.

when had he started having

her smile, looking

happiness.

when she looked at

smile lit up the whole

“Jay”.

name on her lips brought

dry your hair,” she said as she stood up to

of the table and saw

table by her side. They were…

her original

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