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

It was as if

carefully looked at him for a while. “My skill isn’t

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

go take a shower,” Grace said.

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

grown very

saw it, he would

who had abandoned him and

only thing he

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

her head and pried his hands free.

she shoved him aside so she could leave, he’d

of rebar. Jason’s memories didn’t

of the day, aside from what

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

he fell on pierced

had said that the metal had gotten very close to his

a centimeter to

save his life at all.

told himself that that

his mother.

walled himself

father’s death, he stopped having

anyone.

not have expectations, he would never

just

turned off the tap, wiped his body

clothes. When he walked out of

sitting at the table and seemed to

something.

started having expectations of her? He

looking forward to seeing her

happiness.

moments when she looked at him with gentle

Her smile lit up

“Jay”.

sound of his name on her lips brought

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

side of the table and

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

her original

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