Suddenly, she saw a sliver of the real Jace. Heartbreakingly lonely in his own mind, forever knowing that he wasn't enough to keep his mother alive and that nothing could change what happened. Nether of them were happy, but the only reason Clary had was Jace thinking he didn't deserve anything.
She knew what she wanted to say, How do I say I love you in a way that will make your heart ache like mine does? But she said nothing, only shivered and moved closer to the boy beside her.
Missing Jace came in waves, and now she was drowning, gasping for air where there was none.
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