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.

time, her voice suddenly sounded

was as if

for a while. “My skill isn’t

Then, she took out a dry towel and flicked off the fine strands of hair that were stuck to his face, neck, and on

take a shower,” Grace said.

took the change of clothes and walked into 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. As he glanced down, he saw the scar

scar had grown

would think

woman who had abandoned him and

the only thing he had left

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

her head and pried his hands

him aside so she could leave,

Jason’s memories didn’t remember the construction

the day, aside from what she wore,

transformed into a snarl, and how he’d

metal he fell on pierced his chest.

said that the metal had gotten very

a centimeter to the left and

been able to save his life at all.

told himself that that woman

his mother.

walled himself

his father’s death, he stopped having expectations of

anyone.

did not have expectations, he would never

was just

tap, wiped his body dry with a

his clothes. When he walked out of the bathroom,

She was sitting at the table and

something.

he started having expectations

her smile, looking

happiness.

she

lit up the whole

“Jay”.

of his name on her lips brought him joy.

blow dry your hair,” she said

side of the table and saw

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

her original

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