Jace,โ she said. โWhy are you doing this to me?โ โBecause youโre lying to me. And youโre lying to yourself.โ Jaceโs eyes were blazing, and even though his hands were stuffed into his pockets, she could see that they were knotted into fists.
Cassandra ClareI think' she said, choosing her words with care, ; that any good impulse can be twisted into something evil.
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