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, her voice suddenly sounded in

It was as if time spent with

carefully looked at him for a while. “My skill isn’t too bad. In fact, it’s rather good, and we’ve saved twenty dollars.”

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

take a

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

had grown very shallow. However, every

saw it, he would

had abandoned him and his father.

wound was the only thing he had left

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

her head and pried his hands

him aside so she could leave, he’d

Jason’s memories didn’t

the day, aside from what

into a snarl, and

to breathe when the metal he fell on pierced his chest.

metal had gotten very close to his

centimeter to the left and they

able to save his life at

time, he had told himself that

his mother.

himself

his father’s death, he stopped having expectations

anyone.

have expectations, he would never

just that…

tap, wiped his body dry

he walked out of the bathroom, his

the table and seemed to be

something.

had he started having

looking forward to seeing her smile, looking forward

happiness.

moments when she looked at him with gentle

smiled. Her smile lit up the whole

“Jay”.

name on her

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

the side of the table and saw

side. They were… copies

original

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