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.

of time, her voice suddenly sounded in his

if time spent with

took 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

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

go take a shower,” Grace said.

energy and keep their bills low, he didn’t set the shower to hot as he normally would. Warm water rushed over his

time, this scar had grown very shallow. However, every time

would think

who had abandoned

thing he had left

knelt and begged her not to leave, and

shaken her head and pried

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

memories didn’t remember the construction

the day, aside from what

transformed into a

he

had said that the metal had

a centimeter to the left and they would not

to save his

had told himself

his mother.

walled himself

father’s death, he stopped having

anyone.

have expectations, he would never be disappointed.

just that…

tap, wiped his body dry with

When he walked out of the bathroom, his eyes fell

Grace. She was sitting at the table and seemed to

something.

having expectations of her?

forward to seeing her smile,

happiness.

lived for those moments when she looked at him with gentle

Her smile lit up the

“Jay”.

his name on her lips brought

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

the table and saw

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255