It was strange to become a vampire ,to be presented with what could only be described as an eternal life, and then to die anyway when you're sixteen.
The way he looked at you. I got it then. He loved you, and it was killing him. He won't get over you, Clary, he can't.
No." Magnus strode toward him. "I didn't call you because I'm tired of you only wanting me around when you need something. I'm tired of watching you be in love with someone else-someone, incidentally, who will never love you back. Not the way I do.
He'll come back," Simon said again. "For you.
