I'm so sorry!" There's nothing you have to be sorry about. It's not your fault." No! It is!" Jayne started to tear up."What?" Jessica was more confuse... than anything."Oh god. Listen, I know this might sound crazy, but what's happened iscrazy! This is the only thing that could make any sense out of this." What are you talking about?" Jessica was starting to get upset over whatJayne was saying."Listen, I knew things weren't working out for us. I know we'd started todrift apart, that our phone. I need her to come to me. I need her to see that I won’t ever demand more than she can give. She is warm and soft in my arms.The elevator stops and she tenses up again as the doors slide open. I know, from the kind of person that she is, this lack of control must be driving her crazy. The thought makes me smile slightly. I take her hand and her waist again and guide her out of the elevator onto the roof of my building, my penthouse just below us. “We’re outside again? Are we on a rooftop?” she. I screamed in shock. This bitch was going to pay for hurting my friend! Before I could do anything, Andy healed right up, then raised his hands in the air. Lightning struck overhead, then a combination of electricity and fire poured forth from his hands. He hurled these deadly blasts at Miranda. And she vanished from existence in a great ball of fire. I was stunned, to tell you the truth. Andy walked up to me and helped me to my feet. I stared at him, beyond shock at this point. He asked me if. He has a great smile and those sexy bedroom eyes. My mother and my stepfather have been married for the last five years. My biological father died about ten years ago from cancer. Finally, I heard the door open. I was sitting on the couch with my legs crossed. “Ellen, how are you sweetie?” “I’m good. Just waiting for you to come home. I have some wine and cheese for you to enjoy. Sit down and let’s talk.” “Wow, how very nice of you. Were you off today? Shouldn’t you be over at the.