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

asked. It was as if time

for a while. “My skill isn’t too bad.

a dry towel and flicked off the fine strands of hair that were stuck to his face,

go take a shower,”

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.

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

saw it, he would think of that woman.

had abandoned him and his

this wound was the only thing

recalled her pushing him away as he knelt and begged her not to leave,

woman had shaken her head and pried his hands free.

she could leave, he’d fallen on

Jason’s memories didn’t remember

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

smile had transformed into a snarl,

to breathe when the metal he fell on

doctors had said that the metal had gotten very close to his

He was lucky, a centimeter to the left and they would not

able to save his life at all.

himself that that woman was

his mother.

walled himself

father’s death, he stopped

anyone.

not have expectations, he would

was just that…

his body dry with a towel,

his clothes. When he walked out

She was sitting at the table and seemed

something.

had he started having expectations

her smile, looking

happiness.

when she looked

smile lit up the

“Jay”.

his name on her lips brought him joy.

blow dry your hair,” she said as

side of the table and saw some documents

side. They

original case.

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