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,

was as if time spent with

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

smiled as she spoke. Then, she took out a dry towel and flicked off the fine strands of hair that were

a shower,” Grace said.

clothes and walked into the narrow bathroom. Knowing that she 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

scar had grown very shallow. However, every time

would

who had abandoned

wound was the only thing he had

away as he knelt and begged her not to leave, and

had shaken her head and pried

she could leave, he’d fallen on

memories didn’t remember the

day, aside from what she wore, how

had transformed into a

he fell on pierced his

said that the metal had gotten very

lucky, a centimeter to the left and they

save his life at all.

time, he had told himself that

his mother.

himself

he stopped

anyone.

did not have expectations,

was just

off the tap, wiped his body dry with

walked out of the bathroom, his

the table

something.

he started having expectations of her?

her

happiness.

she looked at him

lit up

“Jay”.

name on

dry your hair,” she said as she stood

side of the table and

the table by her side. They

her original case.

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