“And now I’m looking at you,” he said, “and you’re asking me if I still want you, as if I could stop loving you.
As if I would want to give up the thing that makes me stronger than anything else ever has.
I never dared give much of myself to anyone before
– bits of myself to the Lightwoods, to Isabelle and Alec, but it took years to do it –
But, Clary, since the first time I saw you, I have belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me.”