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.

unknown amount of time, her voice suddenly sounded in his

It was as if time

She smiled, took two steps back, and carefully looked at him for a while. “My skill isn’t too bad. In

off the fine strands of hair that were stuck to his face, neck, and on

take a shower,” Grace said.

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 away any

this scar had grown very shallow. However,

would think of

abandoned him and

wound was the only thing he had left of her.

he knelt and begged her not to

woman had shaken her head and pried his

him aside so she could leave, he’d

rebar. Jason’s memories didn’t

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

into a snarl,

when the metal he

had said that the metal had gotten

centimeter to the left and they would

to save his life at all.

had told himself that that woman was

his mother.

walled himself

death, he

anyone.

have expectations,

was just that…

the tap, wiped his body dry with a towel, and put

he walked out of

sitting at the table and seemed

something.

he started having expectations of

looking forward to seeing her smile,

happiness.

moments when she looked at him with gentle

smile lit

“Jay”.

the sound of his name on her lips brought

you blow dry your hair,” she said as she stood up

to the side of the table and saw

by her side. They were… copies of the

her original case.

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