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

It was as if time spent with her passed

“My skill isn’t too bad. In fact, it’s rather good, and we’ve saved twenty dollars.”

and flicked off the fine

go take a shower,” Grace said.

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

had grown very shallow.

it, he would think of that

woman who had abandoned him

thing he had left of her.

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

woman had shaken her head and pried his hands

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

rebar. Jason’s memories didn’t remember the construction

day, aside from what

transformed into a snarl, and how he’d

breathe when the metal he

had said that the metal had gotten very

to the left and

able to save his life at

time, he had told himself that

his mother.

walled himself

he stopped having expectations of

anyone.

did not have expectations, he would never be

was just that…

his body dry

out of the

was sitting at the table and seemed to

something.

started having expectations of

her smile, looking forward

happiness.

for those moments when she looked at

smile lit up

“Jay”.

the sound of his name on her

up? I’ll help you blow dry your hair,”

of the table and saw some

by her side. They were… copies

her original case.

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