CHAPTER NINETEEN

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We could have had it all, it all.

THIRD PERSON PERSPECTIVE:

Violet had been out for two weeks now. She looked like she had been lifeless and Jace felt like he was. He looked back on what he said to her over and over again. How he was angry, and yelled at her.

That was all he could remember and all that played in his head.

Violets body layed there lifeless on the bed as he sat in a chair watching to see if she would move just an inch. Occasionally Alec and Isabelle would come in and ask for him to come out and not make himself so miserable.

He could see the tattoo had faded on her and he wondered if he was truely unloveable. If he had driven her to not love him by just one outbreak. His tattoo was bolder, darker.

Jace got up and paced around the room, knocking into things and

He grabbed the book again for the millionth time and opened it re-reading the small paragraph about the tattoo.

Absolutely nothing was there about blacking out because of it. It made him feel even worse. He had know way on knowing if she'd pull through this. And know way if knowing if it was all his fault. Of course he had blamed himself for it all. He should have just told her.

Each day that would go by it only drove Jace more insane. He had been waiting for this girl for over ten years? And one night would ruin it all.

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