I had spent the whole of Saturday and half of Sunday being cooped up in my room and freaking out over that kiss. I had conjured up different theories, scenarios that could've led to the happening of that event, although nothing brought me the satisfaction of figuring this out. Admittedly, I was generally bad at figuring things out, but this one took the cake.
In Taylor Swift's word, "I thought I had you figured out, something's gone terribly wrong." Though of course, my situation wasn't as adverse as hers.
If this was a movie, Jace would have been depicted as the cutest guy this world has ever seen who came out tearing open a thick cover of fog in the deep woods where even sunlight only shined for him.
I hit my head on the wall. God, I was either going insane or was already insane.
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