She had made the choice for him - in a moment of flight and panic, but she had made it - not realizing that her Jace would rather die than be like this, and that she'd been not so much saving his life as damning him to an existence he would despise.

Why should I tell you everything about how I feel when you never tell me anything?

Some secrets, she thought, were better told; some were better left the burden of the carrier, that they might not cause pain to others.

Will smirked, clearly pleased at the effect he was having. "I've no idea. I lost consciousness about then. I was having a lovely dream about a young woman who had mislaid all her clothes.

No one blames her." "That never matters," said Alec. "Not when you blame yourself.

For a moment she just stared, wondering if there were another girl staying here, or if Sebastian had taken to cross-dressing.

I did it because I love you!" he half-shouted, and then, as if registering the shocked look her face, he said in a more subdued voice, "I love you, Tessa, and I have loved you, almost since the moment I met you.