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There are things that are inevitable, the will of angles, some say. Jace wouldn’t.
But there is something to be said about meeting a girl, in a place where she never should have been, and being immediately swept in.
the more he knew her, the more he realized how many other ways he could have met Clary: as his father’s daughter, his kin in blood, a fellow Shadowhunter, another of Raziel’s special children.
he couldn’t have gone all his life without knowing her or of her, their lives were tied; she would have come up that night or another, certainly.