章 83: Her Messy Hair: His Dishevelled Shirt

As Clary heard his words, a wave of emotions hit her like a ton of bricks.

How could he have such an impact on her with just a few simple words? If he had just said sorry, she would have shrugged it off, but his words carried a weight of sincerity that she had never felt before. It was as if he had never apologized to anyone in his entire life, and he was pouring all his heart and soul into this moment. 

Clary couldn't bring herself to place all the blame on him either. After all, he wasn't there in the hospital room when Astraea broke the oils.