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

he asked. It was as if time spent with her passed extremely quickly.

two steps back, and carefully looked at him for a while. “My skill isn’t too bad. In fact,

Then, she took out a dry towel and flicked off the fine strands

a

hot as he normally would. Warm water rushed over his body as he stepped in

scar had grown very

would think

had abandoned him and

thing he had left of her.

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

her head and pried his

she shoved him aside so she could

memories

the details of the day, aside from what she wore, how

into a snarl, and how he’d been

he fell on

doctors had said that the metal had gotten

to

been able to save

that time, he had told himself that that woman

his mother.

walled himself

his father’s death, he stopped having expectations of

anyone.

he did not have expectations, he would never be disappointed.

just that…

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

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

table and

something.

having expectations of

to seeing her smile, looking forward

happiness.

lived for those moments when she looked

lit up the

“Jay”.

on her lips brought

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

to the side of the table

her side. They were… copies

her original case.

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