Clary had sat beside me sometime later.
I don’t know how and I can’t remember why, but she was sitting right next to me without Terrence or anyone holding her back. Holding my hand like it was the most natural thing in the world, she slowly cupped my petite pale-growing face and, gently, she brought her lips towards mine.
Bam!
It wasn’t the kiss that surprised me, nor was it how Clary had gotten past my personal space. Rather, it was the fact that I had just realized everything was all but a traumatic nightmare and I had only woken up because I had luckily fallen out of bed.
Thump, thump, thump!
I could still feel my frail heart beating frantically against my small chest, my mind buzzing weirdly and painfully real. I was debating whether which was my reality or not, when I felt someth
