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.

unknown amount of time, her voice

already?” he asked. It was as if time spent with her passed

back, and carefully looked at him for a while. “My skill

the fine strands of hair that were stuck to his

go take a

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

scar had grown very shallow. However,

would think of that

had abandoned him and

the only thing he had left of

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

shaken her head and pried his hands free.

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

memories didn’t remember

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

had transformed into a snarl, and

metal he

the metal had gotten very close

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

been able to save his life at

he had told himself that that woman was

his mother.

walled himself off.

he stopped having expectations

anyone.

he did not have expectations, he

was just

body

out of the bathroom, his eyes

was sitting at the table and seemed

something.

had he started having expectations of her?

to seeing her smile, looking

happiness.

lived for those moments when she looked at him

smiled. Her smile lit up the whole

“Jay”.

name on her lips

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

to the side of the table and saw

side. They were…

her original case.

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