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 sounded in

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

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

the fine strands of hair that were stuck to his

a shower,” Grace

to hot as he normally would. Warm water rushed over

grown very shallow. However,

he would think of

abandoned him and his

was the only thing he had

her pushing him away as he knelt and begged her not

woman had shaken her head and pried

she

rebar. Jason’s memories didn’t remember the

the day, aside from what she wore,

smile had transformed into a snarl, and how

to breathe when the metal he

said that the metal had gotten very close

to the left and they would

to save his

himself

his mother.

himself off.

his father’s death, he stopped

anyone.

not have expectations, he would

was just that…

off the tap, wiped his body dry with

When he walked out of the

the table and seemed to be looking at

something.

he started having expectations of her?

her smile, looking

happiness.

for those moments when she looked

smiled. Her smile lit up the whole room.

“Jay”.

his name on her lips brought him

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

side of the table and

her side.

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