Calla:
I woke up warm. That was the first thing I noticed. Warmth against my back. An arm wrapped securely around my waist. The steady rise and fall of a chest behind me. For one blissful second, I forgot where I was. Then I opened my eyes. The Reapers' warehouse came back in pieces. The dim morning light filtering through the dirty upstairs window. The faint smell of coffee somewhere downstairs. The unfamiliar ceiling. And Jace. His face was tucked against the back of my head, his breathing slow and even. One hand rested over my stomach like he'd fallen asleep making sure I was still there. I smiled despite myself. After everything we'd been through, there was something almost ridiculous about how normal this felt. Like waking up beside him was something we'd been doing for years. I care
