The Truth Is That I

Some Secrets, She Thought, Were Better Told; Some Were Better Left The Burden Of The Carrier, That They Might Not Cause Pain To Others.

There's Nothing You Could Have Done That Would Cause Me To Cease Loving Either Of You. Will Is Myself, My Own Soul, And If I Am Not To Have The Keeping Of Your Heart, Then There Is Not Other I Would Rather Have That Honor.

Will Smiled The Way Lucifer Might Have Smiled, Moments Before He Fell From Heaven.

It Was Like A Bad Movie Except He Didn’t Actually Twirl His Mustache.” -jace To Maryse About Valentine, Pg.122-

But Magnus, He Thought. You Never Told Me. Never Warned Me It Would Be Like This, That I Would Wake Up One Day And Realize That I Was Going Somewhere You Couldn't Follow. That We Are Essentially Not The Same. There's No "till Death Do Us Apart" For Those Who Never Die.