the windows had been boarded up and it looked abandoned to me . fire shot through her veins , sizzling her very skin as she looked down at his jet black hair and his mouth on her breast . that was the extent of what they knew . i 'd been blessed , truly , and looked forward to the journey of being a family . you were the writer not me . `` he was supposed to be dead , '' zero said . he wishes to make me look bad . we will not speak until then . '' 