Part of Clary wanted to lean sideways
and put her head on her mother’s shoulder. She could even close her eyes, pretend everything was all right. The other part of her knew that it wouldn’t make a difference; she couldn’t keep her eyes closed forever.

“You cannot buy or drug or dream your way out of pain.”

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