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.

amount of time, her voice

was as if time spent

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

smiled as she spoke. Then, she took out a dry towel and flicked off the fine strands of hair that were stuck to his face, neck, and on

a

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, he saw the scar

scar had grown very shallow. However,

he would think of

abandoned him and

was the only thing he had left

begged her not to leave, and not to

shaken her head and pried his hands free.

she shoved him aside so she could leave, he’d fallen on

memories

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

into a snarl, and how he’d

breathe when the metal he fell

the metal had gotten very close to

lucky, a centimeter to the left and

able to save his life at all.

time, he had told himself

his mother.

himself off.

death, he stopped having

anyone.

not have expectations, he would never

just that…

the tap, wiped his body dry

When he walked out of the bathroom, his eyes fell

sitting at the table and seemed to

something.

had he started having expectations of

forward to seeing her smile, looking forward to

happiness.

for those moments when she looked at him with gentle

Her smile lit up the whole room.

“Jay”.

name on her lips

your hair,” she said as

side of the table and saw some

side.

her original

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