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

was as if time spent with her passed extremely

steps back, and carefully looked at him for a while. “My skill isn’t too

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

go take a shower,” Grace

of 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

this scar had grown very

saw it, he would think of that woman.

who had abandoned

thing he had left of her.

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

head and pried his hands

so she could

rebar. Jason’s memories

the day, aside from what she

transformed into a snarl,

when the metal he

metal had gotten

to

to save his life

told himself that that woman

his mother.

walled himself

his father’s death, he

anyone.

not have

was just that…

his body

out of the

Grace. She was sitting at the table and

something.

started having expectations of her? He

her smile, looking forward to her

happiness.

those moments when she looked at him

Her smile lit up the whole

“Jay”.

name on her lips brought

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

of the table and saw some

her side. They were… copies of the record

original

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