Jem Spoke With Enormous Care; Talking To

You Asked Me Who I Belong To. I Belong To You.

Jace,” She Said. “why Are You Doing This To Me?” “because You’re Lying To Me. And You’re Lying To Yourself.” Jace’s Eyes Were Blazing, And Even Though His Hands Were Stuffed Into His Pockets, She Could See That They Were Knotted Into Fists.

You Can See Where It Was, Years Ago. Like An Old Woman Who Was Once Beautiful, But Time Has Taken Her Beauty Away.

She Still Felt His Gaze On Her Like The Brush Of A Finger Across The Back Of Her Neck, Making Her Shiver.

Raphael Snapped, "this Isn't Funny." "that's Why No One's Laughing." Jace Stood, Hauling Raphael Upright, Jamming The Tip Of His Knife Between Raphael's Shoulder Blades.