“And now Iâ€™m looking at you,â€� he said, â€œand youâ€™re 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 â€“ bits of myself to the Lightwoods, to Isabelle and Alec, but it took years to do it â€“ but, Clary, since the first time I saw you, I have belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me.”
Cassandra Clare,
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