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.

amount of time, her voice suddenly sounded in

as if time spent with

looked at him for a while. “My skill isn’t too bad. In fact, it’s

she took out a dry towel and flicked off the fine strands of hair that were

go take a

hot as he normally would. Warm water rushed over his

scar had grown very shallow. However, every

would think of that

abandoned

was the only thing he had left of her.

he knelt and begged her not to leave, and not to abandon him and

woman had shaken her head

shoved him aside so she could leave,

Jason’s memories didn’t

details of the day, aside from what she wore,

had transformed into a snarl, and how he’d been

when the metal he

doctors had said that the metal had gotten very close to his

to the left

able to save his life

that time, he had told himself

his mother.

walled himself off.

father’s death, he stopped having expectations of

anyone.

he did not have expectations, he would

was just that…

turned off the tap, wiped his body dry with a towel,

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

Grace. She was sitting at the table and

something.

having expectations

her smile, looking forward

happiness.

lived for those moments when she looked at him

smile lit up the whole

“Jay”.

on her

you blow dry your hair,” she said as she

the side of the table and saw

her side. They were… copies of the record

original case.

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