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 in his ear.

asked. It was as if time spent with her

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

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 his body as he stepped in and lowered his head to rinse away any shorn hairs. As

time, this scar had grown very shallow. However, every time

he would think of that

woman who had abandoned him and his father.

thing he had

begged her not to leave, and not to abandon him and

shaken her head and pried his hands

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

memories didn’t

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

had transformed into a

breathe when the metal he fell

had said that the metal had gotten very

centimeter to the left and they would

able to save his life at

time, he had told himself

his mother.

himself off.

death, he

anyone.

have expectations,

was just that…

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

he walked out

sitting at the table and seemed

something.

he started having expectations of her?

seeing her smile, looking forward to

happiness.

for those moments when she looked

and smiled. Her smile lit up

“Jay”.

name on her lips

dry your hair,”

the side of the table

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

her original case.

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