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 in his

if time

steps back, and carefully looked at him for a while. “My skill isn’t too bad. In fact, it’s rather good, and we’ve saved twenty dollars.”

out a dry towel and flicked off the fine strands of

a shower,” Grace said.

hot as he normally would. Warm water rushed over his body as he

this scar had grown

he would think of

abandoned him and his

wound was the only thing he had

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

her head and pried his

aside so she could leave, he’d fallen

memories didn’t remember the

day, aside from what

transformed into a snarl, and how he’d

metal he

had said that the metal had gotten very close

centimeter to

save his life at all.

told himself

his mother.

himself off.

he stopped having

anyone.

have expectations, he would

was just that…

turned off the tap, wiped his body

out of the bathroom,

sitting at the table and seemed to be

something.

he started having expectations of

to seeing her smile, looking forward to

happiness.

lived for those moments when she looked at him with

smiled. Her smile lit up the

“Jay”.

his name on her lips brought him

I’ll help you blow dry your hair,” she

of the table

her side.

original case.

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