It would be one thing if I had been cursed so that everyone I loved would die," said Will. "I could keep myself from loving. To keep others from caring for me--it is an odd, exhausting procedure.
Cassandra ClareWill began to straighten up, to turn away from the bed. And as he did, he felt something wrap tightly around his wrist. He glanced down and saw Jemโs hand braceleting his own. For a moment he was too shocked to do anything but stare. โI am not dead yet, Will,โ Jem said in a soft voice, thin but as strong as wire. โWhat did Magnus mean by asking you if I knew you were in love with Tessa?
Cassandra ClareWill," she said softly, sleepily. "Last night--" You were kind to me, she was going to say. Thank you. The glare from his blue eyes stabbed through her. "There was no last night," he said through his teeth. At that, she sat up straight, almost awake. "Oh, truly? We just went right from one afternoon on through till the next morning? How odd no one else remarked on it. I should think it some miracle, a day with no night--
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