We're not dating," Alec said again. "Oh?" Magnus said. "So you're just that friendly with everybody, is that it?
Cassandra ClareShe pulled away. "That doesn't make any sense." "Neither does this," he said, "but I don't care. I'm sick of trying to pretend I can live without you. Don't you understand that? Can't you see it's killing me?
Cassandra ClareHe (Jace) glanced down at his bound hands. His wrists and shoulders had gone from aching to hard, stabbing pain, but he didnโt wince as the inquisitor regarded one of the blades, named it Jophiel, and plunged it into the polished wooden floorboards at her feet. He waited, but nothing happened. โBoom,โ he said eventually. โWas something supposed to happen there?โ ~pg.303~
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