"I’ve
known him for seven years. And all the time I’ve known him, I’ve never seen him
fall in love, never seen him even like anyone. He’d hook up with girls, sure.
Girls always fell in love with him, but he never cared. I think that’s why Alec
thought—It always worried me, and my mom, too—I mean, what kind of teenage boy
never even gets a crush on anyone? It was like he was always half-awake where
other people were concerned. I thought maybe what had happened with his father
had done some sort of permanent damage to him, like maybe he never really could
love anyone. If I’d only known what had really happened with his father—but
then I probably would have thought the same thing, wouldn’t I? I mean, who
wouldn’t have been damaged by that? And then we met you, and it was like he
woke up. You couldn’t see it, because you’d never known him any different. But
I saw it. Hodge saw it. Alec saw it—why do you think he hated you so much? It
was like that from the second we met you. You thought it was amazing that you could
see us, and it was, but what was amazing to me was that Jace could see you,
too. He kept talking about you all the way back to the Institute; he made Hodge
send him out to get you; and once he brought you back, he didn’t want you to
leave again. Wherever you were in the room, he watched you…. He was even
jealous of Simon. I’m not sure he realized it himself, but he was. I could
tell. Jealous of a mundane. And then after what happened to Simon at the party,
he was willing to go with you to the Dumort, to break Clave Law, just to save a
mundane he didn’t even like. He did it for you. Because if anything had
happened to Simon, you would have been hurt. You were the first person outside
our family whose happiness I’d ever seen him take into consideration. Because
he loved you."
-Isabelle Lightwood to Clary, City of Glass
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