Lissa woke up early the next morning, without an alarm this time, and walked over to her bathroom to get ready.
When she returned, she dressed, making sure Jace was actually asleep this time.
Standing in front of her full-length mirror, she sighed at her reflection. Her bright blue eyes, now dull and lifeless. Her white skin, now a sickly shade of pale. She had lost a lot of weight. She didn't even resemble her past, not sick, self anymore.
She covered the mirror with a thin sheet she found in her closet, then sat at the edge of her bed, watching Jace sleep. These were the memories she would cherish the most. The memories when they were fighting, or when they left each other for 4 months straight, left a bitter mark in her brain. If there was a button she could press to delete the bad memories, she would have done so...a long time ago.
Jace stirred, and his eyes fluttered open. He sat upright, and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, “How long were you up?” he asked.