Wo Men Shi Jie Bai Xiong Di-we

I Screwed Her Over. I Didn't Want To See Her Screwed Over By Someone Else.

Jem Drew Back From Her, Looking Dazed. "by The Angel," He Said. "perhaps We Do Need A Chaperon.

What About Isabelle?" Simon Asked. "where Is She?" The Humor, Such As It Was, Left Jace's Expression. "she Won't Come Out Of Her Room," He Said. "she Thinks That What Happened To Max Was Her Fault. She Won't Even Come To The Funeral." "have You Tried Talking To Her?" "no," Jace Said, "we've Been Punching Her Repeatedly In The Face Instead. Why, Do You Think That Won't Work?" "just Thought I'd Ask." Simon's Tone Was Mild.

I Knew Then That Jocelyn Would Never Come Back To Me, Because Of You. You Are The Only Thing In The World She Ever Loved More Than She Loved Me. And Because Of That She Hates Me. And Because Of That, I Hate The Sight Of You

I'll Just Be Your Brother From Now On." He Said, Looking At Her With A Hopeful Expectation That She Would Be Pleased, Which Made Her Want To Scream That He Was Smashing Her Heart Into Pieces And He Had To Stop. "that's What You Wanted, Isn't It?" It Took Her A Long Time To Answer, And When She Did, Her Own Voice Sounded Like An Echo, Coming From Very Far Away. "yes," She Said, And She Heard The Rush Of Waves In Her Ears And Her Eyes Stung As If From Sand Or Salt Spray. "that's What I Wanted.