The next two months, Clary and Jace were living a bliss, they started hanging out with Alec and Magnus, without telling them the truth about Clary's past, though. Jace

knew that not everyone would accept her and he didn't want to make Clary unhappy, by telling her what others may think of her. Jace told his parents again, that he

planned on marrying a woman, but every time they asked for details, he avoided the discussion. His mother, became really worried. Everything seemed perfect, Clary

wanted to visit Simon and Isabelle, along with Jace, so as to feel connected with them again. She wanted them at her wedding, she wanted these two at her life, since

Clary knew that they should have never separated. Clary, also, gave Maya's locket to Jace, she wanted him to have something substantial to her, a piece of her childhood

and innocence. Jace kept this locket as if it was the most sacred thing in his world, he knew how much this necklace meant to Clary and he was very moved that she

decided to give this to him. Every day, they kept telling how much they loved each other. Alec, always made jokes about how much in love they were, that it was almost

unbearable to witness to. One day, Clary woke up and Jace wasn't there, but she saw a rose on his pillow and she started giggling like a teenager, '' Oh, darling'' she said.

Suddenly, she heard someone knocking her door, she wore her silk robe and then she opened the door without asking who the unexpected visitor was. She opened it,

only to find an unknown man, who was somehow familiar. He was almost sixty, formally dressed with gray hair and recognizable blue eyes. He started at her, with a wild

expression at his face, whereas next to him was standing a young woman with short blonde hair and brown eyes. '' Are you Clary Fray? '' The man asked in a very

abrupt way. '' Yes'' Clary answered carefully. '' May I come in? I am Jace's father'', the way that he said it though, was nothing but polite. Clary lost all her colour and

whispered ''Sure''. The man and the woman, both came inside, but they only did just two steps. Their expressions were full of disgust and they looked at the place as if

they were in hell. Jace's father didn't speak for one minute, he just stared aggressively at her. '' I know who you are, Clary Fray. I heard from someone, when he saw

you with my son, that you used to be a female escort and so I hired someone to investigate you. You are a prostitute.'' Clary kept looking at him, numb. '' I know, that

you may love him and I don't doubt that he loves you too. If you do love him though, let him go. The only thing you can offer him, is his destruction. He is a brilliant

young man, a respectable lawyer with a lot of clients. He worked hard to achieve all these things, but if he marries you, he will become a laughing stock and everyone

will disdain him. He may love you now, but later... he will hate you. Give him, the proper chance to create a decent family. The girl, here, is Ella, she is a friend of his, a

lawyer too and she always liked him. They would become a great couple.'' There was a small pause. '' One last thing, don't say anything about this, at him. If you love

him, let him go.'' He opened the door and they left, without even bothering to close it, Clary did. Her heart couldn't stop beating fast. She was shocked. She was

motionless, for about five minutes, trying to process what happened. After that, she moved a bit, looked at her place, observing its emptiness and she started screaming

Why. She started crying her heart out, not even when Jace left her, did she cry like this. '' I am a whore. A whore. That's all I am'' she shouted and then she whispered

'' I will only bring his destruction''. A sudden ring was at her door, she opened it only to find another man complaining that some of her neighbors didn't want a

prostitute there. '' These people have kids and they don't want you here. You are a bad example. I suggest that you leave, it's a request now. Please, we don't want to

involve the law'', he said in a very contemptuous tone and he left. Clary couldn't believe her ears. She screamed and she grabbed a vase and smashed it '' Fuck you,

father, fuck you'' she shouted. Her sobs wouldn't and couldn't stop. '' Oh.. God!'' she cried and cried and cried. She was on the floor crying, when she said '' I am going

back in Hell, for one last time''. Only once, that was what she wanted. Only once, when she would give the best performance of her life and then she would leave

Manhattan. She would leave Jace. He had his job here, he was one of the most famous lawyers, she would never want to destroy his career, by convincing him to start

over in another State. Clary didn't just want to disappear, because in this way he would never forget her. He would never understand. No, she had to hurt him , no

matter how painful this would may be. Clary left her apartment, she took all her clothes and all her personal stuff. Going back there, was the hardest thing that she ever

did. Everything was still the same and different at the same time. She found her previous studio and went back inside. It was empty, but still had some furniture. She

paid one woman to clean the house and after some time it was more than ready. Red couches, red curtains, everything was in place. She spent the night there, while

some men came knocking at her door but she didn't accept anyone. She couldn't have sex with anyone, who wasn't Jace anymore. Jace came back at night, searching

for her and he became really worried when she was nowhere to be found. What happened, he kept thinking. Where was Clary? Where was his love? He knew that she

didn't have any friends. He was awake all night waiting for her to come back. In the morning, he went back to his office, despite the fact that he was seriously

exhausted and worried. Clary didn't appear the whole night. At some point in evening, someone called him and in a voice that he couldn't recognize he heard '' If you

want to see your future wife, visit this street'', the voice gave him the name and the number and then said '' Fiery Clary would be expecting you''. Jace didn't need to

hear anything else. He got to this car and started driving fast in order to get there. When he arrived, he looked horrified at the place, prostitutes were everywhere and

his heart broke as he imagined his Clary being there. He found the right house and he entered. There were a lot of men inside, Clary didn't want Jace just to come back,

she wanted him to see the truth in his own eyes. She didn't sleep with anyone though, she just wanted them there. She was in her room, getting ready when she

heard his voice asking if this is the place where Fiery Clary works. Suddenly, she opened the door to her bedroom and looked everyone. She was wearing a very short,

lacy red dress and she had smokey eyes along with red lips. ΄΄ Who is next? ΄΄ she asked seductively. ΄΄Me ΄΄, his voice was heard , he was about to enter but some

of the men protested that it was their turn, but he repeated ΄΄ I said.., it's me ΄΄. He didn't shout, but somehow he managed to quite them. They went inside her

room and closed the door. For a minute there was silence. Jace couldn't believe in his own eyes. ΄΄What are you doing, Clary? ΄΄ he asked and the pain in his voice was

traceable. Clary, took a deep breath. It was now or never. I'm doing this to save you. ΄΄ Ι don't love you ΄΄, she said and she felt her heart breaking into million pieces.

Jace… Jace felt as if someone had stabbed him in the heart, in the cruelest way. He wanted to ask her, what do you mean you don't love me? How? , but before he could

utter a word Clary continued. ΄΄ I thought I loved you. Yesterday, though, I understood that I could no longer hide who I am. This is what I am. This is what I always

was. I am a whore΄΄. Jace kept looking at her, without saying anything. Who is this woman?. ΄΄ Ι've been looking for you since yesterday. I was about to lose my mind

΄΄ he said in an angry way. Clary looked at him in a very I don't care way, but her eyes could show her true feelings. Jace couldn't stare at them though, he saw Clary

lighting a cigarette. ΄΄ I tried to be with you, but I can't. This is still who I am. It's in my blood΄΄. Clary was dying inside, but she kept thinking that he deserved

something better. He was too good for her and in no way would she let her misfortune affect him too. It was her own hell and she would have to face this alone. ΄΄ Ι

don't love you, Jace ΄΄ she repeated ΄΄I tried…. but.. ΄΄, she smoked her cigarette again. Jace looked at her with disgust ΄΄ You destroyed me Clary. You just did. How

cheap you are ΄΄ he said and then he left. Clary started crying loudly. She started kicking everyone out. When she was left alone, she took the rose that Jace gave her

yesterday and kissed it. It was dry now, just like her soul. I'm doing this for you, darling. Please, forgive me.

Jace left the place without really comprehending what exactly had just happened. He was so, so hurt. She didn't just break him, she destroyed him.