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 voice

already?” he asked. It was as if time

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

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

go take a shower,” Grace said.

as he normally would. Warm water rushed over his body as he stepped in and lowered

time, this scar had grown very shallow. However,

it, he would

abandoned him and

this wound was the only thing he had left of

her

shaken her head and pried

she could leave, he’d

Jason’s memories didn’t remember

aside

transformed into a snarl,

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

that the metal had gotten

lucky, a centimeter to the left and

been able to save his life

he had told himself

his mother.

walled himself

his father’s death, he

anyone.

he did not have expectations, he would

was just that…

his body dry with a towel,

clothes. When he walked out

She was sitting at the table and

something.

started having expectations of

seeing her

happiness.

she looked at

and smiled. Her smile lit up the whole

“Jay”.

on her lips brought him joy.

hair,” she said

the side of the table and saw

side. They

her original case.

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