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 suddenly sounded

already?” he asked. It was as if time spent

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

took out a dry towel and flicked off the fine strands of hair that

go take a shower,” Grace

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

time, this scar had grown very shallow.

he would think of that

had abandoned him and his

the only thing he had left

recalled her pushing him away as he knelt and begged her not to leave, and

her head and pried his hands

aside so she could leave, he’d fallen on a

Jason’s memories didn’t remember the construction

details of the day, aside from

transformed into a snarl, and

he

said that the metal had gotten very close to his

was lucky, a centimeter to the left and

save his life

he had told himself that that woman was no

his mother.

himself

his father’s death, he

anyone.

as he did not have expectations,

was just

body dry with a towel, and put

he walked out of

was sitting at the table and seemed to be looking at

something.

he started having

to seeing her smile, looking forward

happiness.

moments when she looked at him

Her smile lit up

“Jay”.

the sound of his name on her lips

your hair,” she said as she

side of the table

on the table by her side. They were…

original case.

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