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 suddenly sounded in his

asked. It was as if time

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

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

take a

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

had grown very

he would think

who had abandoned him and his father.

only thing

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

had shaken her head and

aside so she could leave, he’d fallen

of rebar. Jason’s memories

details of the day, aside from what she

transformed into a snarl,

metal he fell on

metal had

lucky, a centimeter to the left and

been able to save his life

told himself

his mother.

walled himself

his father’s death, he stopped having expectations

anyone.

have expectations, he would never be disappointed.

just that…

wiped his body dry with a towel, and

out

sitting at the table

something.

had he started having expectations of

seeing her smile, looking

happiness.

when she

and smiled. Her smile lit

“Jay”.

sound of his name on her

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

the table and saw some

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

original case.

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