( Pressing her shoulder against his, Clary lets out a sigh. She doesn't know exactly what Kavinsky is going through, but her own love life is endlessly complicated. She's aware of the heartache it can cause. )

I know what it's like to fall in love and have it ripped away from you, K. It hurts. It feels like someone's reached inside of you and twisted everything up. I get it, I do. I even know what it's like to be this angry about it.

( Softly. ) Some days I still wake up and all I can think about is how I wish there was something I could punch, so I wasn't the only one to feel this shitty. Some days it makes me so angry I can't think straight. So I'm not going to tell you not to grieve, because even if he is a dumb asshole, you're allowed to be sad. Just don't get lost, okay?