This is Why I Can't Ship Anything

Ok.

I need help.

I'm re-obsessed with Malec.

And I haven't read City of Lost Souls yet.

Even though I know what happens.

And I know.

That once I hit page 511.

I'm going to keel over.

So for now.

I'm going to punish myself.

By reliving all of their beautiful moments.

And finding made up ones.

Just so I can obsess some more.

And fall to my knees sobbing.

Upon reading that fateful page.

Heavenly Fire.

Better bring good tidings.



Or I'm going after Clare.