- Clary's POV -I met his gaze. His eyes were unreadable, like storm clouds rolling over a frozen lake. He looked ruthless, yet I sensed a tenderness buried somewhere deep within, a strange mixture of fire and ice. Combined. Fused. Two opposing forces locked inside him, neither one winning. I couldn’t tell which would surface first, the burning flame or the merciless cold.Then, to my utter surprise, he reached out.His fingers brushed against my cheek, tucking my dripping wet hair behind my ear. The simple touch sent a shiver racing down my spine. I froze, unable to move, barely able to breathe. His expression remained carved from stone, giving away nothing. No warmth. No cruelty. Just… unreadable.Why?Was this out of pity? Some fleeting moment of mercy for a girl too weak to even climb out of a river on her own? Or was it something else entirely, something I couldn’t understand?“You did great,” he said at last, voice low but steady, as if the words cost him nothing. He shifted his
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