Dear Me. Such Harsh Truths So Early

And I Remind You Of Your Mother Now? I Have Got To Look Into A Manlier Cologne.

Tess?” A Soft Voice At The Door; She Looked Up And Saw Will There, Silhouetted In The Light From The Corridor.

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.

Clary Smiled At Him With A Warmth She Didn’t Feel. “sebastian Says I Can Come With You.” Jace Raised His Eyebrows. “matching Haircuts For Everyone?” “i Hope Not,” Said Sebastian. “i Look Terrible With Curls.

Your Life Is Yours To Live As You Choose.