“If you think you love me, then you don’t know what love is,' Gabriel said. 'Love has to be reciprocated for it to be real.”
“Love has to be reciprocated for it to be real.”
“It’s all relative, I suppose. You think you know love, you think you know real pain, but you don’t. You don’t know anything.”
“The way you seem nervousmakes me think you don’t know that I’m in love with you.”
“So, tell me about yourself, Scarlet.” Gabriel said. “I already know about your love for coffee and sleeping in - which makes you awesome, by the way - but what else?”
“Clary?” Jace tilted his head to the side, studying her face. “You do—you still love me, don’t you?” “I love Jace Lightwood,” she said. “I don’t know who you are.”