(well, new to me anyways.)
“Wo wei ni xie de,” he said, as he raised the violin to his left shoulder, tucking it under his chin. He had told her many violinists used a shoulder rest, but he did not: there was a slight mark on the side of his throat, like a permanent bruise, where the violin rested.“You — made something for me?” Tessa asked.“I wrote something for you,” he corrected, with a smile, and began to play.
Awwww. JEM! That’s so sweet!
Goshdarnit. Now I feel conflicted because I NEED Will and Tessa to end up together….
I bet Cassie Clare just wakes up every morning plotting about how she can further break my heart…
