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 sounded

he asked. It was as if time spent with her passed extremely

while. “My skill isn’t too bad. In fact, it’s rather

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

take a shower,” Grace

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 in and lowered his head to rinse

grown very shallow. However,

he would think of

woman who had abandoned him

this wound was the only thing he had left of

and begged her not to leave,

her head and pried his hands

she shoved him aside so she

Jason’s memories didn’t remember

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

transformed into a snarl, and how

he fell on pierced

that the metal had gotten very close to his

centimeter to the left and they would

save his life

time, he had told himself

his mother.

walled himself off.

he

anyone.

as he did not have

was just

wiped his body dry with a

he walked out of the bathroom, his eyes fell

table and seemed to be looking

something.

having expectations of her? He

to seeing her smile,

happiness.

she looked at him

smiled. Her smile lit up the

“Jay”.

the sound of his name on her

you’re done washing up? I’ll help you blow dry your hair,” she said as she stood up

the side of the

by her side. They were… copies of the record

original case.

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