“I didn’t think you liked me all that much.” Isabelle’s brightness faded and she looked down at her silvery toes. “I didn’t think I did either,” she admitted. “But when I went to look for you and Jace, and you were gone…” Her voice trailed off. “I wasn’t just worried about him; I was worried about you, too. There’s something so… reassuring about you. And Jace is so much better when you’re around.” Clary’s eyes widened. “He is?” “He is, actually.
