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

if time spent with her passed extremely quickly.

two steps back, and carefully looked at him for a while. “My skill

Then, she took out a dry towel and flicked off the fine strands of hair that were stuck to his face,

a shower,” Grace

change 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

had grown very shallow. However, every

it, he would think of that

woman who had abandoned him

thing he had

begged her not to leave, and not to abandon him and

head and pried his hands

him aside so she could leave, he’d fallen

memories didn’t remember the

of the day, aside

into a snarl,

when the metal he fell on

that the metal had gotten very close

centimeter to

been able to save his life at all.

told himself that that woman

his mother.

walled himself off.

his father’s death, he stopped having expectations of

anyone.

long as he did not have expectations,

just

his body dry with a towel, and

out of the bathroom, his

at the table and seemed

something.

having expectations

forward to seeing her smile, looking forward to

happiness.

moments when she looked at

smile lit

“Jay”.

name on her lips

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

side of the table and saw some documents

her side. They were… copies of the record

her original case.

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