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đź’š So, this is a story that has been hanging in my mind for a little while, and here is the twist, you can read it as a TMI fanfic, or an FSOG one. I will update at the same time for both of those stories, so pick the characters you want to follow, or do both, haha.
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1. So, first of all, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY to the guest reviewer who asked for this chapter. I'm sorry I couldn't get it out on your birthday, but I hope you got to celebrate with your family and that you received lots of love on that special day.
2. Also, there is a particular passage that is for two particular people that will recognise themselves ^^
3. And yes, finally, Celine said the magic word. We were all waiting for that special moment. Especially Jace. Haha.
4. And in case it wasn't 100% clear, Jace cried on his brother's shoulders on their way to NYC. And yes, I am evil, because we still don't know what happened to Clary. But don't worry, this chapter will finally put the torture to an end. For better or for worst ...
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Chapter 14: Sweeties & Daddies (5,4K)
So about this title, I think it speaks for itself
If Jace was honest with himself, it was a strange feeling to have Celine finally recognise him as her Dad. He had been waiting for this moment for so long that now that it had finally happened, he felt overwhelmed. It gave him a warm sensation that he couldn't quite explain.
Celine in his embrace, her little arms wrapped around his neck as he gave her a kiss on her cheek. He didn't want to make a big deal out of the fact that she finally called him 'daddy' because he didn't want her to start feeling self-conscious about it. Still, he noticed the small smile on Magnus's lips. In fact, he was sure that Clary would have the exact same smile if she had been awake.
"You came!" Celine marvelled, unknowingly letting Jace know that she had doubted his words when he had told her that he was on his way to her. "Uncle Karl said that you called when I was sleeping."
"I told you I would, didn't I?" She nodded, admitting that he had, in fact, promised that he would call her, and then he asked, though it was more for Magnus's benefit, "Why are you here so early?"
Celine pouted, slightly turning so she could glare at her godfather, before she explained, "Tio Magnus said that I had to go to school, but I could come to see Mama before we go out for breakfast. But I don't have to go to school, do I?"
Jace glanced briefly at Magnus, understanding from his face that the man probably had to negotiate with Celine because it was clear that he wasn't rejoiced at the idea of Celine seeing her mother unconscious. And neither was Jace. Which was why he said, "How about we have breakfast first? Then, you'll have to go to school. Everyone must go. You have to go to school, and I'll have to go to work, and so does Magnus."
"But we will see Mama, right? You promised that she is going to be okay."
Jace nodded, because, truth is told, he couldn't assure a hundred per cent that all would be fine. Sure, as Celine just pointed out, he had made that promise last night, but it wasn't that easy to do it again now that his daughter was in his arms.
Magnus saved him from actually needing to comment anything by clearing his throat and announcing, "You two enjoy your breakfast together. I have a few things to do."
He gave a significant look to Jace, before walking in the direction where Jace had just come from. Jace was grateful because he knew that Clary wouldn't be alone, but in the meantime, he was hoping that Celine wouldn't ask any uncomfortable questions.
Still, he let Celine down from his hold, and the two of them went to the small cafe that was just by the hospital. She seemed rather excited and when they sat down with their food, she let Jace know, "Mama always makes me eat my breakfast at home. We never go out to eat breakfast."
She happily bit her muffin whilst Jace smiled at her. He sent a text to Santiago for him to get to the hospital as soon as possible, so he could drive Magnus and Celine to her school. And after that, he checked his email, happy to see that Kaelie had found a company to deal with his problem and that everything should be taken care off before midday.
"So… since I am back in New York… how do you feel about sleeping at my place tonight?"
"But it is a school night. We always sleep at home on school nights."
"I know. But you spent many days at the hospital, didn't you? And you can't sleep at home on your own. I mean, if you want to stay at Magnus's, I'll understand but… your Uncle Alec is here?" He was failing at pleading his case to a four-year-old, which he found quite pathetic, given his profession.
"But what about Peanut? I can't leave Peanut alone with Tio Magnus. He doesn't know how to take care of him!"
"Of course, Peanut can come."
Celine smiled then, her serious face relaxing, and Jace made a mental note that he would need to get to Magnus's place to retrieve the cat. Jace sipped on his strong espresso as he watched his daughter do the same with her hot cocoa; it was obvious she was trying to mimic him. He repressed a smile and took his phone out to show to Celine the flowers he had ordered during the night so they would be delivered to Clary.
It was a bouquet of white and pale pink flowers. According to the description, there were roses, orchids and dahlias, but Jace could only recognise the roses in the bouquet. Not that he knew much about flowers.
"Oh, it's pretty. Are we going to buy this one for Mama?"
"I already did. Someone is going to deliver it from us."
She grinned, glad to be in on the confidence secret, before she brought her hand to the side of her mouth, and told Jace in a secretive tone, "Mama said that the best flowers are sunflowers. Because they are warm."
Jace nodded, keeping this precious information in a corner of his mind, and when they finished, he'd had the faint hope that Celine would have forgotten about it, but they went back to the hospital to see Clary. When they got to her room, Jace was still trying to figure out how to explain to the little girl that her mother was unconscious and wouldn't be able to talk to her, but they found her room door slightly opened and could hear her speaking to Magnus.
Celine didn't waste a single second, letting go of Jace's hand before rushing to her mother by bursting the door wide open. Jace followed her in, finding Clary sitting on the bed, kissing her daughter's face, whilst Magnus was sitting where Jace sat overnight, and he couldn't help but curse at the fact that he wasn't there when she woke up.
The bouquet had been delivered as it was on her bedside already, and there were no tubes linked to her anymore. He had left her for barely forty minutes, and that's when she decided to wake up.
"I'm so sorry, honey. I didn't mean to scare you. I should have been more careful," Clary reassured the young girl, holding her tight against her, and Magnus hmphed, clearly not satisfied with this answer. In all honesty, neither was Jace. This could have easily turned very wrong. What if she had fallen after Celine had gone to bed, and had spent the night bleeding out…
Jace repressed a shudder, his eyes still on Clary, but he didn't move from the entrance of the room. He listened to Celine narrating her scary evening to her mother, and how she called 'Daddy' to help because he had told them when they were sleeping together that he would protect them both. And how scared she had been, but that she really enjoyed the Chebakia she ate at their neighbours. And she also reassured her mother that Peanut was unharmed, at Tio Magnus's place.
"You've been such a brave girl, haven't you? I'm so proud of you."
Celine beamed and pointed at the flowers, "Do you like them? Daddy said that someone came especially to give them to you."
"They are beautiful. Thank you so much, to the both of you."
Clary glanced in his direction, before returning her attention to Celine, who was still speaking on her lap. Clary pointed at her school clothes and brought Celine back to reality as she told her, "You have to go to school now, honey. Otherwise, you are going to be late, and you won't learn anything."
Celine pouted but didn't argue, and she gave a big kiss to her mother. Magnus got up and took her hand, but just as they were about to leave, Jace stopped him and kissed his daughter as well, and she whispered in his ear, "You take care of Mama like she took care of us when we were at the hospital, okay?"
He winked at her, before letting Magnus know, "There is a car waiting for you. Celine already knows the driver, he'll get you to school, and then wherever you need to be."
Magnus thanked him and left with Celine so Clary and Jace were all alone. He took his phone out and texted Alec to let him know that Clary was conscious and to ask him to bring some decent breakfast for her, knowing how bland hospital food could be. Then, he walked to the chair previously occupied by Magnus and sat on it, under Clary's careful green gaze.
"So, I guess, given the look on your face, if I make the joke that I don't know who you are, it wouldn't be received well?"
He glared at her, not the slightest amused by her attempt to lightening the seriousness that was emanating from him. She sighed, rolling her eyes and asked, "Are you going to give me a lecture? Because for your information, I just got one. And I don't think that I should get multiple scoldings on the same day when I am the poor patient in a hospital bed." She pointed to her head wrapped in bandages.
"I'm not here to give you a lecture, Clary."
"Really? Because you have the same face as the one you had when I woke up in a hospital bed all those years ago." He didn't say anything, and so she smiled at him, "I'm okay. I'm alive. I just have a slight headache. Now stop brooding and give me a smile."
Against his better nature, he did, because she always had this faculty to make things seem not as bad as they were. Or maybe she was just an optimist, and he should stop being such a pessimist. Her smile got a bit bigger, and she moved a little, so he could come and sit closer to her. But he stayed on the chair, and let her know, "You and Celine are moving in with me as of today."
"Excuse me?"
"I'm not living through that again, Clary."
She rolled her eyes, shaking her head as if he was a kid, and she explained, "I slipped whilst cleaning the tub, Jace. It happens. Me being in my flat, or in your fancy condo couldn't change the fact. I would have slipped anyway."
"Had you been living at my place; the concierge would have come up and helped. I wouldn't have needed to rely on our daughter asking for help from complete strangers. Do you know how lucky we are that you happen to have decent neighbours? They could have been murderers or rapists! They could have kidnapped Celine! You have no idea how stressful this whole ordeal has been for me, and what went through my mind. I… I'm not waiting for that to happen again."
There was a small silence, during which Jace watched Clary take in the information, and when she opened her mouth, he made sure that his point was well made, "I'm not putting my child through that again."
"I agree. Celine shouldn't have had to go through that. I taught her how to call 911 and Magnus, but since my phone was with me in the bathroom… I guess we're lucky she was bright enough to contact you. And anyway, the two of you seem to want this so bad, I felt bad, asking you to wait until the end of the year."
Jace nodded, glad that he didn't have to fight her too much for her to agree to this simple thing. "I already had Kaelie find us, movers, so you don't have to worry about anything. They're supposed to get to your place today and start moving things to my place."
He saw how she pursed her lips, probably not too thrilled that the decision had been made beforehand, not taking into account whether she agreed or not. But she didn't argue with him and asked something else entirely. "Did you already tell Celine?"
"No. I thought we should tell her together. Maybe after school."
"Then why didn't she ask where she was sleeping tonight? Because the doctors are being big babies and threatening to keep me for another night."
"Oh. I asked her if she wanted to sleep with me tonight. And she said yes."
"Aww, did you, Daddy?" She teased, her tone and eyes showing that she knew how thrilled he was to finally be more than just Jace to Celine. He cleared his throat, doing his best to not gloat, and pretended that it was nothing.
"Yeah. I'm thinking that we're just going to go out for dinner, and then have a quiet evening at our home with some bedtime stories. But anyway. Before I forget, I want to get rid of the unpleasantness, and… I think you need to get your ducks in a row with Thomas.
I mean… I'm grateful Magnus was here because I know nothing about you. Your blood-type, your allergies, your… wishes."
Clary chuckled and once again patted the empty space on her bed, waiting for him to finally get close to her. Once he did, she took his hand in hers and reminded him of something crucial, "Don't forget, Jace, I'm a lawyer. I already have all my affairs sorted, and no one will fight you for custody of Celine. And you don't need to manage me when talking about my possible death. But if you must know, just pull the plug. I don't want to risk being a vegetable. I know it's harsh, but that's my wish."
He wasn't sure how to respond. Ideally, he would rather Clary talk about this with Thomas, his lawyer, and only know about this if he was to ever read her will. He never had been comfortable talking about these kinds of things. Even though he had a will in place, his family was barely aware of it and what it entitled. Although it was the right thing to do, he just felt that it was morbid to put that much thought into his death.
Clary gently squeezed his hand and pressed her lips to his, caressing his face with her free hand. "Stop worrying so much, Jace. I told you, I'm here, and I'm alive."
"It's… you scared me. You have no idea what went through my mind."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I was just cleaning the tub and — "
"Well. I think that you shouldn't have to worry about cleaning tubs anymore. I… we barely had anything together. You can't leave me yet. You can't leave us."
She kissed him again to reassure him, though he understood she was avoiding the promise he was trying to get out of her. And he understood. It wasn't something she could promise, and Clary accorded a lot of value to her word. Especially when she gave it to people she cared about.
"Could you do something for me, please?" She asked, and he indicated for her to go on. "Could you please call Jocelyn and ask her if she can pick her up Celine after school? Even if I manage to leave today, I doubt the hospital will let me leave by the time I can get ready to pick her up."
Clary had already explained in the past that she usually went to pick up Celine and that afterwards, Celine stayed at the day-care provided by Valentine's office. Jace himself had day-cares in both his Seattle and New York offices, but until now, he personally never had any use for them.
"I can do it," he volunteered, though he realised he had a video conference right at the time Celine finished school.
"Don't you have work?"
"Well, I can ask Alec to pick her up. I'm sure he'd love an opportunity to spoil his niece without you nagging him about it."
Clary's smile turned into a pointed look that made him laugh. Even though Alec only came for the weekend of Halloween, he had still found the time to find a flaw in Clary. Her 'ridiculous idea that no one should ever try to spoil Celine.' His words.
"I didn't know that Alec came with you."
"Yes, I … I asked him to come," he said with a light voice, not really eager to tell her that in those dark moments when he had anticipated the worst, he cried on his brother's shoulders like a baby.
Still, it seemed that Clary read between the lines, because she squeezed his hand with empathy, and skillfully changed the topic. "So… about that dinner you're planning for tonight with that daughter of ours. Where do you want to take her?"
"I don't know yet. I'll ask Kaelie to find us some reservations somewhere not far from home. So, we could walk there."
"What about just ordering pizza? I'm sure she'd love that," she said sweetly, but something in her tone indicated that there was more to it than just the pizza. He looked at her, and so she explained, "It's just that … Celine loves spending time with you. Not so much going to fancy restaurants. She says that the food is good, but she is uncomfortable."
"Why didn't she say so?"
"Because as I said, she loves spending time with her Daddy."
Jace nodded, thinking that he never tried to see it from a kid's point-of-view. He only cared that the food was good and healthy, but sometimes, kids had to be kids. And anyway, Alec would probably enjoy a pizza more than a restaurant as well.
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Jace worked for the rest of the day, but from his apartment. He could have gone to the office he had in New York since Alec had been more than happy to go pick up his niece from school (after Clary signed a paper stating that he could), but he felt that it would be better for Celine if he was somewhat there when she got home.
What he didn't expect was for Peanut to be such a pain. Alec had picked up the kitten just after they left Clary at the hospital, while Jace had gone straight back home to start working. When Alec came back, he had been in the middle of a conference with Aline and the two new recruits. His brother had the great idea to set the feline wild and Peanut had decided to make it his mission to prevent Jace from working.
Jace rarely closed the door of his office because he had always been living alone, and there was no point. So, when the kitten popped its head through the half-open door, he didn't think much of it. After all, the apartment was a new place for the animal, and he was probably trying to make his marks. It was when Peanut jumped on his lap that things got annoying.
First because, though she didn't say anything, Jace saw Aline's smug smile that she clearly found the situation funny. Second, because Peanut did not understand what it was to stay still. He jumped on the desk, knocking over his pens and a glass of water, before deciding that his laptop was the best place to try and have a nap. And of course, settling down on the keypad ended the conference sooner than he had planned.
All-day, he had to battle with the cat, and his brother did not help, only laughing at him. When he tried to close the door, the cat would meow like an Italian widow on the other side, and when Jace would let him in, he would require constant attention. Which he found more than annoying, he felt lied to. All his life, everyone who had pets always said that cats were more independent than dogs, and this seemed to be a huge oversell.
Alec, on the other hand, spent the day shopping for his kids, before he went to pick up Celine. Once they got home (after paying a quick visit to Clary) and Celine insisted on making sure that Jace was indeed in his office, bothered by her kitten, Alec took her to the pool of Jace's building so Jace could finish working.
He still had much work to do given the fact that he came back from Seattle three days earlier than planned, and that he was working with the three hours difference, which inconvenienced him for his afternoon meetings. But he still made sure to set up an alarm at six, so he could have dinner with his daughter.
He had Kaelie reschedule the meetings of the afternoon to the next day, telling her to cram everything as well as she could. He could have asked Jamie to fill in for him, but he was still waiting for him to prove himself, before asking him to do meetings without him present. He didn't want any slip-ups.
When six o'clock arrived, Jace left his office, though he knew he was bound to come back later in the evening to finish off a few things, and he found Celine and Alec playing dolls in his room, with the cat from hell purring on her bed.
"Daddy! Uncle Alec is bad like you at voices," Celine despaired, making both brothers laugh.
Jace mockingly looked at the doll in Alec's hand, who wore a hat that matched the one on his brother's head. So far, he had been blessed, because Celine never asked him to play with her. He did once propose that they could do a puzzle together, but he quickly learned that this was something she did exclusively with Andrew. And as long as he could postpone the tea parties, he would.
"I guess it runs in the family. But I'm sure you're covered, and you'll get your mother's sweet voice," Jace assured, rewarded by Celine's bright smile. He had noticed that she was often saddened by the fact that she didn't look much like her mother (besides her hair and eyes), and so every chance he got to find similarities between the two, he made sure Celine was aware.
"Well, I guess we'll talk about the magic place of Neverland some other time," Alec said, getting up and straightening his clothes.
Celine pouted, putting her dolly down as well, muttering under her breath, "But I wanted to know more about Peter Pan and Tinkerbell. Do you think I can go to Neverland, one day?"
"The thing is every night when you go to sleep and you dream, you go to a magical place. Who's to say that you don't go to Neverland?" Alec said with a compliant smile, and Celine's green eyes sparkled with wonder before she pouted again.
"But I never have good dreams. Just bad ones. Is it because I am from London?"
The two men laughed, and Alec ruffled her hair as he assured her, "You just don't remember the good ones. But I can assure you that every night you go to a magical place."
Jace saw how Celine put on her serious face, probably trying to get a plan in action so she would remember her dreams, and so he proposed, inspired, "How about I take you to a magical place now?"
"Can Peanut come too?" She asked with so much hope that it required Jace's strongest will to refuse her.
"I don't think it's a place appropriate for kittens."
"But he's going to be alone again. He's never alone after the sun is down."
"I'll stay with him. Just enjoy the magical place with your Dad," Alec proposed, and Jace was grateful. He wouldn't have minded his brother to come, but he counted that it wouldn't have been the same with him there.
Alec helped him get her ready by mostly removing every layer that Jace had put on his child. Jace tried to remind his brother that it was the middle of November, and it was cold, and Alec argued that Celine needed to build a strong immune system against the cold and all its nastiness and the hundreds of layers Jace tried to make her wear wouldn't help with that.
So, in the end, Celine only had a warm coat and a scarf - the beanie, additional jumper and gloves that Jace had put on Celine, discarded on her bed. Both father and daughter had a happy smile plastered on their faces and Jace asked Santiago to drive them to the Rockefeller building.
His prayers were answered when he saw that the van that made those delicious burgers was still there, and he bought two menus for Celine and himself. They ate in the car, and Jace was rewarded by Celine telling him that this was so much better than going to the restaurant. Still, she managed to unknowingly remind him of good manners when she offered half of her burger to Santiago.
The driver declined, but Jace told him to go get himself some food when they left the car. Then, he picked up his daughter and discreetly bribed a guard of the famous building (just like Clary had done so many years ago) so they could go on the rooftop, and once there, he showed Celine the city. It was plunged in the darkness of the night, and yet shined with millions of lights, making it seem like they were in a star-filled sky.
He looked at his daughter, whose eyes were sparkling with wonders, but when he set her down, she practically pointed out, "This not a magic place."
"It is."
She shook her head, putting her hands on her hips and looking so much like her mother at this very instant. "It's not. Because there aren't any fairies, or witches, or unicorns. Where is the magic?"
He squatted so he could be at her level, and he touched her nose, before pointing at the spot where Clary and he had eaten all those years ago. "It's right here."
She frowned, and he sat on the floor, as he did back then, taking Celine on his lap as he explained, "That's the place where I started falling in love with your mother."
Jace looked at the redhead before him, a lock of her hair still tangled in his fingers, and when she cleared her throat and he let her away from him, it hit him. Maybe, just maybe, he could try having more than a platonic relationship with Clary. She was as driven as him for her own dreams, and yet, she still made him feel special every time they were alone.
Maybe that was why the comment she made about him sacrificing time for her bothered him. He never actually felt like he was wasting time when he was with her. And he knew this was an oddity, to begin with. No matter with whom he spent time, if he wasn't talking business, or doing something for his business, he felt like he was wasting his time. And this was one of the reasons why he had distanced himself from his family. The main one was Alec, and how Jace had poorly handled his brother's grief. But the truth was, he often felt like he was wasting his time, and his mind was always elsewhere.
With Clary, it had started like that, but she didn't mind that he would work whilst talking to her or dining with her. And he often found himself putting his phone down for the pleasure of spending half an hour with her. And now… now that she was simply happy to celebrate the end of her first semester with him, her beautiful hair flying around her perfect face, now he was starting to wonder if maybe he could give a shot to this relationship thing.
This was the first time since he had met her that he thought of her as someone he could share his life with, not just in a business relationship, or because he wanted to take her to his bed, but just as a person. As a lover.
He felt a knot tightening in his stomach, becoming bigger and bigger, and instinctively, he brought his hand to her face and caressed her cheek, loving the slight shade of pink covering them. No matter how crude he could get with her, Clary rarely blushed, so he liked knowing that for once, his mere presence made her body temperature rise.
He saw how her eyes got glossy, never blinking away from him, and all he wanted to do at this right moment, was to lean and kiss her, take her breath away and give in into those maybes that his heart was throwing at him. And that was exactly why he didn't do it. He rarely followed a maybe when the odds were so against him. And he knew that would he kiss her, Clary would terminate their contract and never contact him again, just as it should be.
So, he let go of her face and cleared his throat, talking about something else other than her and him.
Celine was looking at him with big bright eyes, seeming eager to hear the story, and he cleared his throat, shaking his memory away as he tried to explain the simplified version to his daughter.
"You have to understand, sweetie, that I've always been a busy man. I was even more busy when I met your Mom. And yet she… she took me here one night so I could taste those burgers and look at this view. But… there was something in the way she looked, in the way she made me feel… I don't know, Celine. I just know that this is where I knew your Mom was more than just a friend for me."
Celine's eyes were filled with sparkles, and she let Jace in on a secret. "Mama always said that she loved you because you were a nice man."
"Oh really?" He questioned, doubting that Clary had anything nice to say about him to their daughter when she thought he couldn't give a damn about them.
"Yes. I asked her once in London. And she said that she fell in love with you because you have a big heart and you are gene…rous. But she said also that you don't want people to know. Is it true?"
"Your mother knows me better than I know myself, that's for sure. I guess she's right. I like to keep to myself."
"Why?"
"Because … sometimes people try to hurt you when they know how you feel about them."
Celine frowned, her serious face on, and she shook her head. "It doesn't make sense."
"You're right, it doesn't," he admitted with a chuckle.
"But… you said you will protect us. So, you won't try to hurt mama and me, right? Even if we love you?"
"Never. You are my favourite people in the world," he promised, poking her nose again, and she giggled, before seriously asking, "What about your mommy and daddy? And Uncle Alec? Mama said that they are your family, and that family is important."
He wasn't even surprised that Clary would teach this to their daughter. This was the one thing that she had been craving all her life, so of course, family would always be important in Clary's eyes. Which was why she always insisted Jace spend time with his, and why she made sure that now that they knew about Celine, his family would never feel excluded from her life.
"You're right. You are the most important redheads in my life. My favourites in fact."
Celine giggled when he tickled her a little (as well as he could, given the fact that she still had her coat on). When they got up to head back down, where it would be less windy and cold, Celine glanced at the place where her parents' love had bloomed, and she let her father know, "You know, Daddy, it's not a magic place. But it's a special place, and I love it."
Jace mysteriously smiled at his ever so pragmatic daughter, and let her know, "But what is magic, if not a certain kind of special?"
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đź’šYour thoughts and opinions are always welcomedđź’š
đź’š So, Clary is alive without amnesia. See, I am nice. As she said, it was just something that could have happened to anyone. And, just to make it clear, she was cleaning the tub after her shower, and so she was just wrapped in her towel when she slipped. I have been made aware that it wasn't really clear.
đź’šNow question time,
1. Now, this first question is mostly for the working people and above. How do you feel about this whole will thing? Are you more like Clary, or more like Jace?
2. Now, Jace and Celine got a few moments together, being cute and all. But which one was your favourite? Breakfast, or dinner?
3. And Clary and Celine are moving in with Jace. Not that he gives them a choice. How do you feel about that?
4. And how do you feel about Jace's magic place?
5. Also, the scene when Alec has to intervene when Jace dressed Celine as if she was going skiing just cracks me up. I don't know why haha.
6. And something kind of important happened in this chapter. Anyone guessing gets a sneak peek of next chapter ^^
7. As per usual, what was your favourite part? Mine was Jace struggling to do his daughter's hair.
8. And what do you think will happen next?
đź’š Cassandra Clare owns the names of the characters from the Mortal Instruments franchise, everything else is mine.
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