I am glad,โ he said. โThey will be able to take care of each other when I am gone, or at least I can hope for it. He says she does not love him, butโsurely she will come to love him in time. Will is easy to love, and he has given her his whole heart. I can see it. I hope she will not break it.
Cassandra ClareHe took her by the shoulders and pulled her closer to him, his fingers knotting in the fabric of her dress. Even more than in the attic, she felt caught in the eddy of a powerful wave that threatened to pull her over and under, to crush and break her, to wear her down to softness as the sea might wear down a piece of glass.
Cassandra Clareunder his dripping hair, he was as white as parchment, his hands clenched at his sides so tightly that they were shaking. It seemed clear that some terrible turmoil was ripping him apart from the inside out.
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