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.

an unknown amount of time, her voice suddenly

already?” he asked. It was as if time

carefully looked at him for a while. “My skill isn’t too bad. In fact,

off the

go take a shower,”

change of clothes and walked into 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 shorn hairs. As he

scar had grown very shallow. However,

it, he would think

woman who had abandoned him and

the only thing he

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

her head and pried

she could leave,

Jason’s memories

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

smile had transformed into a snarl, and

when the metal he fell on

metal had gotten very close to his

to the left

been able to save his life at all.

himself that that woman

his mother.

walled himself

he stopped

anyone.

he did not have expectations, he would never be disappointed.

just that…

the tap, wiped his body

his clothes. When he walked out of

at the table and

something.

he started having expectations of her? He

to seeing her smile, looking forward to

happiness.

lived for those moments when she looked at him

Her smile lit

“Jay”.

of his name on her

you blow dry your hair,” she said as

side of the table

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