And Jessamine-Jessamine was gazing at her in abject horror, like someone who has seen a vision of their own ghost. For a moment Tessa felt a stab of guilt. It lasted only a moment, though. Slowly Jessamine lowered her hand from her mouth, her face still very pale. Goodness, my nose is enormous, she exclaimed. Why didn't anyone tell me? ✨ Cassandra Clare (2011). Clockwork Angel, p.74, Simon and Schuster

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