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

was as if time spent with her

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

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

go take a

of 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 body as he stepped

this scar had grown very

he would think of that

abandoned him

this wound was the only thing he had

begged her not to leave,

her head and

him aside so she could leave,

Jason’s memories didn’t remember the construction

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

had transformed into a snarl, and

when the metal he fell on pierced

said that the metal

to the left and they would

to save

told himself that

his mother.

himself

father’s death, he stopped having

anyone.

he did not have expectations, he would never

was just that…

tap, wiped his body dry with

his clothes. When he walked out of the

the table and

something.

started having

looking forward to seeing her smile, looking forward to

happiness.

lived for those moments when she looked at him

smile lit up the

“Jay”.

on her

up? I’ll help you blow dry your hair,” she

of the table and

on the table by her side. They were… copies of

original

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