I Can Tell You That The End

(jace) "is There Anything Special You Want To See? Paris? Budapest? The Leaning Tower Of Pisa?" Only If It Falls On Sebastian's Head, She Thought.

I Don’t Like Keeping Her In The Dark,” Jace Said. “we’ll Tell Her In A Week. What Difference Does A Week Make?” Jace Gave Him A Look. “two Weeks Ago You Were Dead.” “well, I Wasn’t Suggesting Two Weeks,” Said Sebastian. “that Would Be Insane.

Unhappy? I Was Lucky. So, So Lucky. And I Couldn’t See It.” His Eyes Met Hers. “i Love You,” He Said. “and You Make Me Happier Than I Ever Thought I Could Be. And Now That I Know What It’s Like To Be Someone Else—to Lose Myself—i Want My Life Back. My Family. You. All Of It.” His Eyes Darkened. “i Want It Back.

But You Love Her.” Will Stared At Him. “of Course I Do,” He Said Finally. “i Had Come To Think I Would Never Love Anyone, But I Love Her.

She Felt As If The World Were Tilting And She Was Clinging On Helplessly, Trying To Keep From Tumbling Into A Black Abyss.