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.

an unknown amount of time, her voice suddenly sounded

if time spent

a while. “My skill isn’t

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

take a shower,” Grace

bills low, he didn’t set the shower to hot as he normally would. Warm water rushed over

time, this scar had grown

saw it, he would think of that woman.

had abandoned him and

wound was the only thing

away as he knelt and begged her not to leave, and not

had shaken her head and pried

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

Jason’s memories didn’t

aside from

smile had transformed into a

the metal he fell on pierced his

the metal had gotten very close to his

to the left and

save his life at

had told himself that that woman was no

his mother.

walled himself

death, he stopped

anyone.

have expectations, he would

just that…

tap, wiped his body dry with a

walked out

was sitting at the table and

something.

he started having

to seeing her smile,

happiness.

those moments when she looked at him with

smile lit up the whole room.

“Jay”.

of his name on her

dry your hair,”

to the side of the table and saw some documents

her side.

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