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 ear.

was as if

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

towel and flicked off the fine strands of hair that

go take a

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.

he would think of that woman.

had abandoned him

the only thing he had left of her.

recalled her pushing him away as he knelt and begged her not to leave,

shaken her head and pried his

she could

of rebar. Jason’s memories didn’t remember

of the day, aside from what she wore,

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

he fell on pierced his

metal had gotten very close

a centimeter to the left and

able to save his life

had told himself that that

his mother.

walled himself off.

his father’s death, he stopped having expectations

anyone.

long as he did not have expectations, he

just that…

the tap, wiped his body

When he walked out

table and seemed to be looking at

something.

having expectations of her? He

seeing her smile, looking forward to

happiness.

when she looked at him

smiled. Her smile lit up the whole room.

“Jay”.

sound of his name on her lips brought

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

to the side of the table and saw

by her side.

original case.

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