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,

was as if

took two steps back, and carefully looked at him for a while. “My skill isn’t too bad. In fact, it’s rather good, and

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

a

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 had grown very shallow. However,

he would think

had abandoned him and his father.

only thing he had left

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

shaken her head

she shoved him aside so she could leave,

Jason’s memories

aside

a snarl, and how he’d

when the metal he fell on pierced his

said that the metal had

to the left

to save his life at all.

told himself that that

his mother.

walled himself

his father’s death, he

anyone.

did not have expectations, he would never be disappointed.

was just

off the tap, wiped his body dry with

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

was sitting at the table and seemed

something.

having expectations of her?

forward to seeing her smile, looking

happiness.

she looked

Her smile lit up the whole room.

“Jay”.

on her lips brought

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

the side of the table and

on the table by her side. They were… copies

her original

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