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All that existed was Jace all she felt, hoped, breathed, wanted, and saw was Jace. Nothing else mattered.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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But you have to learn to bend a little, said Clary with a yawn. Despite the story's content, the rhythm of Jace's voice had made her sleepy. Or you'll break. Not if your strong enough, said Jace firmly. He reached out, and she felt the back of his hand brush her cheek.
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