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.

an unknown amount of time, her

as if time spent with her passed

for a while. “My skill

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

take a shower,” Grace

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 scar

time, this scar had grown

it, he would think of

who had abandoned him and his father.

was the only thing he had left

him away as he knelt and begged her not to

woman had shaken her head and pried his

him aside so she could leave, he’d

memories didn’t

of the day, aside

transformed into a snarl, and

when the metal he fell on pierced

doctors had said that the metal had gotten very close

to the left and

to save his life at

he had told himself

his mother.

walled himself off.

his father’s death, he stopped having expectations

anyone.

did not have

was just that…

wiped his body dry

clothes. When he walked out of the bathroom,

the table and seemed to

something.

had he started having expectations of

seeing her smile,

happiness.

she looked at him

lit up

“Jay”.

the sound of his name on her lips

help you blow dry your hair,” she said as she stood up

the side of the table and saw some

side. They

her original case.

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