she was just someone who reminded him of her . oddly shaped scratches covered his shoulders , and there was a long scab crossing the middle of his spine . page three , there was a story about the guy . there was no grace , no perfection about me , but in cade 's eyes there was . `` there has been no one , not ever . '' she was tired , and he knew he was the reason . he moved to start the car , when there was a knock at his window . 