On the day of the wedding, there was a riot at the hotel where the two of you held the wedding ceremony. Clary, because he took a bullet for you, was forever lying on the cold ground. Your happiest day in an instant turns into a moment of mourning. You can't get over the shock, drown in grief and often go to his grave to confide. At times like these, you always feel like there's an arm around you, even his voice, but you can't see him...