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 in his ear.

as if time spent with her passed extremely quickly.

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

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

a shower,”

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

grown very shallow.

he would think of that woman.

had abandoned

was the only thing he

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

woman had shaken her head and pried his hands

she shoved him aside so she could leave,

memories

aside from

transformed into a snarl, and how he’d been

when the metal he fell on

had said that the metal had gotten very

centimeter to

been able to save

time, he had told himself that that woman was no

his mother.

himself off.

his father’s death, he stopped having expectations

anyone.

did not have

just

wiped his body dry with a towel, and put

he walked out of the bathroom, his eyes

at the table

something.

he started having expectations of her? He

forward to seeing her smile, looking forward to

happiness.

moments when she looked

lit up the whole

“Jay”.

name on her

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

the table and saw some documents

her side.

her original

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