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

he asked. It was as if time

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

off the fine strands of

take 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

time, this scar had grown very shallow.

it, he would think of that woman.

had abandoned him and his

thing he had left of

her not to leave,

had shaken her head and pried

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

of rebar. Jason’s memories didn’t remember the

aside

smile had transformed into a snarl, and how he’d been

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

metal had gotten very close

to

save his

told himself that

his mother.

walled himself

death, he stopped having expectations of

anyone.

long as he did not have expectations, he would

was just

turned off the tap, wiped his body

he walked out of the bathroom, his

table

something.

started having expectations of

seeing her smile, looking forward to

happiness.

for those moments when she looked at him with gentle

lit up

“Jay”.

on her lips brought him joy.

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

to the side of the table and saw some documents

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

original case.

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