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

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

“My skill isn’t too bad. In fact, it’s rather good,

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

a shower,” Grace

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

grown very shallow. However,

would

abandoned

was the only thing he had left of

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

shaken her head

she could

memories didn’t remember

aside from what she wore, how

into a snarl, and how he’d been

the metal he fell on

had said that the metal had gotten very close to

He was lucky, a centimeter to the left

to save his life at

that time, he had told himself that that

his mother.

walled himself off.

he stopped

anyone.

long as he did not have expectations, he would

was just that…

turned off the tap, wiped his body dry with a towel, and put

out of the bathroom, his eyes

She was sitting at the table and seemed to be

something.

had he started having

looking forward to seeing her

happiness.

when she looked

lit

“Jay”.

of his name on her

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

the table

by her side. They were…

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