Maybe that was why she couldn't cry, she realized, staring dry-eyed at the ceiling. Because what was the point in crying when… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Because what was the point in crying when there was no one there to comfort you? And what was worse, when you… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“What was the point in crying when there was no one to comfort you? And what was worse, when you couldn't even… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
