Clary clung Simon to her chest with such intensity that she feared she would hurt him herself. Heād been turned into a rat and been kept in Vampireās clutches that even the ability to hug him felt like a privilege.Claryās world had been turned upside down in minutes and all she had was Simon.He was like a lifeline even more then usual and terror of still loosing him for circumstances that were not his fault but her own grasped clary like a vice. āOh my god ,itās over. Itās actually over.. I was so afraid I would loose you, but itās true your actually here. Simon seriously, you donāt have to die,ā She was ranting and she knew it. Green orbs tracing over for any injury he was not reporting. The last sentence was as much a tease as it was serious. She was attempting to calm him down but at the same time remind him that she did not need or want this. Simon was supposed to be the light of it all, and without her light , darkness consumes.Relief washed over her like a floodgate @medium-clever
