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.

done.” After an unknown amount of time, her voice suddenly

already?” he asked. It was as if time spent with

back, and carefully looked at him for a while. “My skill isn’t too bad. In fact, it’s rather good,

a dry towel and flicked off the

take a shower,” Grace said.

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 in and lowered his head to rinse away any shorn hairs. As he glanced down,

had grown very shallow.

saw it, he would think of that

abandoned him

thing he had left

him away as he knelt and begged her not to

had shaken her head

she could

rebar. Jason’s memories didn’t remember the

aside from what she wore,

smile had transformed into a snarl,

to breathe when the metal he fell

metal had gotten

was lucky, a centimeter to the left and they would

able to save

told himself that that

his mother.

himself

death, he stopped

anyone.

did not have expectations, he would never be

was just that…

wiped his body dry with a towel,

walked out of the bathroom, his

Grace. She was sitting at the table and seemed to be looking at

something.

having expectations of her? He

to seeing her smile, looking

happiness.

she

smile lit up the

“Jay”.

of his name on her lips brought

blow dry your hair,” she said

to the side of the

the table by her side. They were… copies

her original case.

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