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 suddenly sounded

he asked. It was as if time spent with

while. “My skill isn’t too bad.

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

a shower,”

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

scar had grown very shallow. However,

it, he would think of

abandoned him

was the only thing he had left of her.

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

her head

aside so she

memories

of the day, aside

a snarl,

to breathe when the metal he

the metal had gotten very close to his

centimeter to the left and they would not

been able to save his

that time, he had told himself that

his mother.

walled himself off.

his father’s death, he stopped having expectations

anyone.

not have expectations, he

just that…

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

his clothes. When he walked out of the bathroom, his eyes

She was sitting at the table

something.

he started having expectations of

looking forward to seeing her smile, looking forward to her

happiness.

for those moments when she looked at him

smile lit up the whole room.

“Jay”.

the sound of his name on her lips brought him joy.

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

to the side of the

her side. They were… copies of

original case.

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