Tessa crept towards the room slowly as she could. She had heard Jace and his wife, Clarissa, were expecting their child soon. And so when she received a fire messaged from Jace, she had dashed towards the Institute.
"I can’t believe I can’t even name my own son!" Clary’s voice was a complain, responded by Jace’s soft laughter as he added, "We had a bet, I get to name our boy."
And when she entered, she was immediately introduced to Jace’s son. And a sudden feeling gripped in her chest. She had thought it was not possible.
Jem believes we are all reborn, that life is a wheel. We die, we turn, we are reborn as we deserve to be reborn, based on our doings in this world.
And she would know this soul anywhere, for it was her own.
"Tessa, this is our son." Jace said. But she had already called out his name in a whisper.
"His name is William, William Luke Herondale."
Will, she thought. We meet again.