Then, If You Love Him," He Said

Tessa Had Begun To Tremble. This Is What She Had Always Wanted Someone To Say. What She Had Always, In The Darkest Corner Of Her Heart, Wanted Will To Say. Will, The Boy Who Loved The Same Books She Did, The Same Poetry She Did, Who Made Her Laugh Even When She Was Furious. And Here He Was Standing In Front Of Her, Telling Her He Loved The Words Of Her Heart, The Shape Of Her Soul. Telling Her Something She Had Never Imagined Anyone Would Ever Tell Her. Telling Her Something She Would Never Be Told Again, Not In This Way. And Not By Him. And It Did Not Matter. "it's Too Late", She Said.

What You Said Was True. We Don't Live Or Love In A Vacuum. There Are People Around Us Who Care About Us Who Would Be Hurt, Maybe Destroyed If We Let Ourselves Feel What We Might Want To Feel.

Doubtless The Lunatic Asylums Of The World Are Filled With Unfortunate Women Who Have Failed To See My Charms.

He Glanced Furtively Up And Down The Hallway. "hodge Too. Everyone Wants To Talk To Me. Except You, I Bet You Don't Want To Talk To Me," Said Jace. "no," Said Clary. "i Want To Eat. I'm Starving.

You Endure What Is Unbearable, And You Bear It. That Is All.