I always thought love made you stupid. Made you weak. A bad Shadowhunter. ‘To love is to destroy.’I believed that[…]I used to think being a good warrior meant not caring,[…] And then I met you. You were a mundane. Weak. Not a fighter. Never trained[…] Love didn’t make you weak, it made you stronger than anyone I’d ever met. And I realized I was the one who was weak.
