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 sounded in

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

at him for a while. “My skill isn’t too bad. In fact, it’s rather good, and

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

take a shower,”

took the 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

this scar had grown very shallow.

he would

had abandoned him and his father.

this wound was the only thing

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

head and

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

Jason’s memories

of the day, aside from

transformed into a snarl,

when the metal he

had said that the metal had gotten very close to his

He was lucky, a centimeter to the left and

able to save his life at all.

that time, he had told himself that that woman was no

his mother.

walled himself

he stopped having

anyone.

have expectations, he would never

was just that…

body

walked out

sitting at the table and seemed to be looking at

something.

having expectations of her?

forward to seeing her smile, looking forward

happiness.

lived for those moments when she looked at him

lit

“Jay”.

name on her

your hair,” she said as she

side of the table and saw some documents

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