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

as if time spent with

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

as she spoke. Then, she took out a dry towel and flicked off the fine

take a shower,” Grace said.

he normally would. Warm water rushed over his body as he stepped in and lowered his head to rinse away any shorn hairs. As he glanced

this scar had grown very shallow. However, every time

it, he would think of that

had abandoned him and his father.

the only thing he had left

and begged her not to leave, and not to abandon him and his father.

her head and pried his hands free.

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

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

the day, aside from what she wore, how

a snarl, and

to breathe when the metal he fell on

that the metal had gotten very close to his

a centimeter to the left and

able to save his life at

he had told himself that that

his mother.

himself

death, he stopped having

anyone.

not have expectations, he would

just

off the tap, wiped his body

clothes. When he walked out of the bathroom, his eyes

at the table and

something.

he started having

seeing her smile, looking forward to her

happiness.

lived for those moments when she looked at him

lit up the whole

“Jay”.

on

help you blow dry your hair,” she said as she stood up to get the

the table

table by her side. They were… copies

original case.

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