Clary has always been silent. After witnessing the brutal murder of her family at age ten, Clary became mute by choice. She hasn't spoken a word since it happened and nothing anyone would say could bring her out of her vow of silence.
Jace has alwa...
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Jace:
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Isabelle:
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IT'S CLACE DATE TIME PEOPLE
Isabelle finishes the braid in my hair while I observe myself in the mirror. Never in my life have I been this dressed up before. The eye makeup alone is heavier than I ever imagined it being, then there's the hair and the dress and it just makes this feel even more like a fantasy.
Don't judge me for being cliché just yet.
I never thought anyone--let alone someone like Jace--could ever like me in that way. I mean, I'm a nerd, most people think I'm crazy, and I'm not particularly pretty. Before I met him I was a shy girl who had never been kissed. Now...I don't know what I am.
I just know I like it a whole lot more.
Iz finishes on my hair and hairsprays it lightly before walking over to my dresser. "Hey Clare," she says looking back at me. "What's this ring?" she asks as she picks up a silver ring with a leaf design and a light blue gem.
I tear up slightly as I look at the ring. It was my mom's. I stand up and lightly take it in between my fingers. She said it was her mother's and her grandmother's. She wore it all the time.
