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.

done.” After an unknown amount of time,

asked. It was as if time spent with her passed extremely

two 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.”

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

take a shower,”

wanted to conserve energy and keep their bills low, he didn’t set the shower to hot as he normally would.

this scar had grown

would think of that

had abandoned him and his

thing he had

her not to leave, and not to abandon

woman had shaken her head and pried his

so she could leave, he’d fallen on a

Jason’s memories didn’t remember

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

a snarl, and

he fell on pierced

that the metal had gotten very

lucky, a centimeter to

been able to save his life at all.

time, he had told himself that that woman was

his mother.

walled himself

father’s death, he stopped having expectations of

anyone.

long as he did not have expectations, he would never be

just that…

body dry with

When he walked out

She was sitting at the table

something.

when had he started having expectations of her? He

forward to seeing her smile,

happiness.

when she looked

and smiled. Her smile lit up the

“Jay”.

sound of his name on her lips brought him

help you blow dry your hair,” she

of the

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

her original case.

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