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,

was as if time spent with her passed extremely quickly.

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

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

go take a shower,” Grace

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

had grown very shallow. However, every time

he would think of

abandoned him and his

wound was the only thing he had left of her.

knelt and begged her not to leave,

woman had shaken her head and

so she could leave, he’d fallen

Jason’s memories didn’t remember the construction

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

smile had transformed into a snarl, and how

the metal he fell on pierced his

had said that the metal had gotten

was lucky, a centimeter to the left

save his life

himself that that woman

his mother.

walled himself

he stopped having

anyone.

as he did not have expectations,

just that…

the tap, wiped his body dry with a towel,

walked out of the bathroom,

Grace. She was sitting at the table and seemed to be

something.

had he started having expectations of

seeing her smile, looking

happiness.

those moments when she looked

smile lit up the

“Jay”.

sound of his name on her

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

the side of the table and saw some

side.

her original

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