“And now I鈥檓 looking at you,鈥� he said, 鈥渁nd you鈥檙e asking me if I still want you, as if I could stop loving you. As if I would want to give up the thing that makes me stronger than anything else ever has. I never dared give much of myself to anyone before 鈥� bits of myself to the Lightwoods, to Isabelle and Alec, but it took years to do it 鈥� but, Clary, since the first time I saw you, I have belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me.”
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Cassandra Clare,
City of Glass