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

already?” he asked. It was as if time

for a while. “My skill isn’t too bad. In fact, it’s rather good, and we’ve

towel and flicked off the fine strands of hair that were

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 his body as he stepped in and lowered his head to rinse away any shorn hairs. As he glanced down, he saw the

grown very shallow. However, every

saw it, he would think of

woman who had abandoned him

this wound was the only thing he had

as he knelt and begged her

had shaken her head and

shoved him aside so she

rebar. Jason’s memories didn’t

the details of the day, aside from what she wore, how

a snarl,

when the metal he fell on pierced his

that the metal had gotten very

to the

able to save

told himself that that woman was no

his mother.

himself

death, he stopped

anyone.

he did not have expectations, he would never

just that…

the tap, wiped his body dry with a towel, and

out of the bathroom, his

Grace. She was sitting at the table and

something.

when had he started having expectations of her? He

forward to seeing her smile, looking forward

happiness.

for those moments when she looked

smile lit up

“Jay”.

sound of his name on her lips brought him

up? I’ll help you blow dry your hair,” she said as she stood up to get the hairdryer.

walked to the side of the table and saw

on the table by her side. They were… copies of the

original case.

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