What they had between them was still as fragile as a flickering candle flame, as delicate as eggshell - and… — Cassandra Clare
What they had between them was still as fragile as a flickering candle flame, as delicate as eggshell - and he knew that if it shattered, if he somehow let it break and be destroyed, something inside him would shatter too, something that could never be fixed.
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