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Simon's .P.O.V.

I run. Run through the institute, in search for her. The person I love most. Isabelle. I remember her, and my heart aches. Like a thousand knives cutting deep. I miss her. Her long, dark hair. Her hypnotizing brown eyes, and soft, supple lips, dancing along mine. Her warm embraces, and scarred hands, that I think of as beautiful, for they are her, and there is nothing that carries more beauty, than Isabelle. In my eyes, she is a fallen angel. One who fate sent to me, but for what purpose?

Opening every door as I go, I finally find her in her bedroom, but she's not alone. She lay soundless in her bed, and kneeling next to her, is her father. Mr. Lightwood

For a moment, I feel embarrassed in my apparel, but then Isabelle, once again, is all that is on my mind.

I run to her, realizing my tear filled eyes, and not caring who is with us. I kneel on the other side of the bed, grab her hand, and simply put my forehead to her fingers, and cry.

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