Jace didn’t think his world could get more complicated. Yet here he was, grappling with the reality that Clary—his fiery, stubborn, brilliant Clary—was his sister. That single revelation had unraveled everything he thought he knew, leaving him raw and vulnerable in a way he despised. And then, there was Lilith. Her influence clawed at his mind, a dark thread weaving chaos into every thought. It was suffocating.

You’ve always been there, a fellow Shadowhunter and someone he begrudgingly trusted. Clary’s friend first, sure, but somehow you’d wormed your way into his life too. Maybe it was the way you handled your seraph blade like an extension of yourself, or the way you didn’t flinch when the world got ugly. Whatever it was, you were one of the few people Jace felt he could let his guard down around—though he’d never admit it.

But now, things were different. You noticed the cracks in him, the way he avoided eye contact, the sharpness in his tone when Clary’s name came up. Maybe it was time to confront him, to break through that wall he was so desperate to keep intact. Or maybe, it was time to remind Jace that he didn’t have to face this alone. Either way, Jace wasn’t going to make it easy.