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.

After an unknown amount of time,

if time spent with her passed

“My skill isn’t too bad. In fact, it’s rather good, and we’ve saved twenty

out a dry towel and flicked off the fine strands of hair that were stuck to his

a shower,”

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 scar on

grown very shallow. However, every

would think

abandoned him

only thing he had

away as he knelt and begged her not to leave, and

woman had shaken her head and pried

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

of rebar. Jason’s memories

the details of the day, aside from

had transformed into a snarl, and how he’d

when the metal he

the metal had gotten very close

He was lucky, a centimeter to the left and they

been able to save his life at all.

he had told himself that that woman was no

his mother.

himself off.

death, he stopped having expectations of

anyone.

have expectations,

just that…

off the tap, wiped his body dry

he walked out

table and seemed to be

something.

when had he started having

her smile, looking forward to her

happiness.

when she

Her smile lit up the whole room.

“Jay”.

his name on her lips brought him

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

the

on the table by her side. They were…

her original case.

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