Stephen Herondale didn't really want to divorce Amatis Graymark. He loved her—loved every fiber of her being. He loved the way she called him "sweets," like he was better than an assortment of the world's finest chocolates. He loved her big eyes that always betrayed every one of her emotions, her beautiful mouth that kissed him every day. He loved the way she would try and hide her flaws before realizing that he loved her flaws. Stephen loved Amatis.

But Stephen loved Valentine more. So when Lucian Graymark was infected with lycanthropy, soiling the Graymark name, Valentine gave the order. Amatis's brother was a lycanthrope, and therefore, Amatis was undesirable. And Stephen had followed the order.

no sir, well i don't want to be the blame, not anymore / it's your turn to take a seat, we're settling the final score / and why do we like to hurt so much / i can't decide, you have made it harder just to go on / and why, all the possibilities, well i was wrong / that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa / that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa / i drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating / and that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa / i wonder how am i supposed to feel when you're not here / 'cause i burned every bridge i ever built when you were here / i still try, holding onto silly things, i'll never learn / oh why, all the possibilities, i'm sure you've heard / that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa / that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa / i drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating / and that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa / hey, make your way to me, to me / and i'll always be just so inviting / if i ever start to think straight / this heart will start a riot in me / let's start, start hey / why do we like to hurt so much / oh why do we like to hurt so much / that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa / that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa / that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa / now i can't trust myself with anything but this / and that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa