Now I wonder all the time how you go back after something like that. Whether we can ever be friends again, or if what we had is broken into pieces. Not because of her, but because of me.
Cassandra ClareIโd do almost anything for you,โ Simon said quietly. โIโd die for you. You know that. But would I kill someone else, someone innocent? What about a lot of innocent lives? What about the whole world? Is it really love to tell someone that if it came down to picking between them and every other life on the planet, youโd pick them? Is thatโI donโt know, is that a moral sort of love at all?
Cassandra ClareIt was like the calm just as one engaged in battle, Will thought, when thought fled and inevitability took over.
Cassandra ClareGood organization,โ said Magnus. โI knew the man who founded it, back in the 1800s. Woolsey Scot. Respectable old werewolf family.โ Alec made an ugly sound in the back of his throat. โDid you sleep with him, too?โ Magnusโs cat eyes widened. โAlexander!
Cassandra ClareStop. I don't do you favors, Alec. I do things for you because - well, why do you think I do them?" Something rose up in Alec's throat, cutting off his response. It was always like this when he was with Magnus. It was as if there were a bubble of pain or regret that lived inside his heart, and when he wanted to say something, anything, that seemed meaningful or true, it rose up and choked off his words. "I need to get back to the ship," he said, finally.
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