Lizzy was sick, Clary knew that. She had a terrible cough and she was pale as a sheet.
James wouldn't leave her side. He was sitting in a chair by her bed.
"James." Clary called from the door. He turned to look at her.
"Please sleep...." Clary begged. James protested, but eventually gave in to Clary's demands.
When he left, Clary checked on Lizzy, then went to find Jace.
He was sitting on his bed.
"Hey darling." He glanced up and smiled.
"I was just checking on Lizzy." He grimaced.
"What?" Clary asked.
"Nothing...."
"What is it Jace?"
"I don't trust them."
Clary put her hand on his shoulder. "Jace, why would they want to hurt us?"
"I don't know, I just don't trust them" jace shrugged.
Is Jace right, or should they trust them? Comment your thoughts!
