Now That You Know The Truth, You

It's Will Who Ought To Be Sorry." Jem's Eyes Darkened. "we Shall Throw Him Out Onto The Streets," He Proclaimed. "i Promise You He'll Be Gone By Morning." Tessa Started And Sat Upright. "oh - No, You Can't Mean That -" He Grinned. "of Course I Don't. But You Felt Better For A Moment There, Didn't You?" "it Was Like A Beautiful Dream," Tessa Said Gravely.

Part Of Clary Wanted To Lean Sideways And Put Her Head On Her Mother’s Shoulder. She Could Even Close Her Eyes, Pretend Everything Was All Right. The Other Part Of Her Knew That It Wouldn’t Make A Difference; She Couldn’t Keep Her Eyes Closed Forever.

Good. Because I Don't Need Protecting." "i Knew You'd Say That.but The Thing Is, Sometimes You Do. And Sometimes I Do. We're Meant To Protect Each Other, But Not From Everything. Not From The Truth. That's What It Means To Love Someone But Let Them Be Themselves.

I Feel Like You Can Look Inside Me And See All The Places I Am Odd Or Unusual And Fit Your Heart Around Them, For You Are Odd And Unusual In Just The Same Way. We Are The Same.

That Demon Woman You Were Lounging With On The Divan,” Said Will. “would You Call Her A Friend, Or More Of A Business Associate?” Benedict’s Dark Eyes Hardened. “insolent Puppy—” “oh, I’d Say She Was A Friend,” Said Tessa. “one Doesn’t Usually Let One’s Business Associates Lick One’s Face. Although I Could Be Wrong. What Do I Know About These Things? I’m Only A Silly Woman.