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 suddenly sounded

he asked. It was as if time spent with

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

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

take a shower,” Grace said.

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

this scar had grown very

would think

woman who had abandoned him and his father.

only thing he had left of

recalled her pushing him away as he knelt and begged her not to leave, and not to abandon him and his father.

shaken her head and pried his hands

aside so she

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

aside

had transformed into a

to breathe when the metal he

that the metal had gotten very close to his

centimeter to the left

save his

time, he had told himself that that woman was

his mother.

himself

he stopped having

anyone.

have expectations, he

just

wiped his body dry with a towel, and

When he walked out

at the table and seemed to be looking

something.

having expectations of her?

forward to seeing her smile, looking forward

happiness.

she looked at him

Her smile lit up

“Jay”.

his name on

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

the

the table by her side. They were…

her original

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