Izzy had maybe freaked out a little inside when newly ascended shadowhunter Simon had asked her out after so long. She’d definitely been crushing on him, but she had been able to tell he adored Clary, so she’d kept it to herself. Now, though, with Simon’s attention on her? Isabelle felt a little self conscious for the first time in many years. She went through her closet twice before settling on an ensemble of a black skirt and a red top, accompanied by leggings and her favorite boots. She left her hair down in waves, dark eyes curious as she waited outside for Simon to meet her, fingers idly playing with her hair.
Simon: Your son, Simon he isn’t a vampire. That’s just how you’re dealing with your grief. There was an accident.But your son felt no pain. And in his last moments In his last moments, he thought about how much he’s gonna miss you. And, no matter where he ends up in his next life, he will never stop thinking about you. He will always love you.
Isabelle walked up to the apartment and knocked, hoping Simon answered the door and not Jordan. She crossed her arms worriedly, delicately painted nails tapping along the leather of her red jacket. “Simon?” she asked, knowing he could hear her if he was there. “Simon, it’s Izzy.”
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