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Under the dim lights of the Institute, Alec Lightwood found himself trapped in a web of secrets of his own making, living a dual and completely secret romance without either of them knowing about the other. In the dead of night, when everyone else had gone to sleep, the quiet corners of the Institute library witnessed Alec's clandestine meetings with Jace. Jace would approach him cautiously, gently touching his cheek—a tenderness that completely contradicted his usual sharp persona—and pressing a warm kiss to his forehead while whispering, "You know I can't imagine my life without you, Alec... I swear you are mine and mine alone." Alec would nod, deeply moved, while hiding a lump of secret guilt in his chest. No sooner would Jace leave than a soft knock would echo at his door, revealing Simon. With his nervous smile and eyes speaking pure affection, Simon would sit close to him, sharing quiet conversations until the early hours of dawn. Taking Alec’s hand and kissing it softly, Simon would say with a warm voice, "With you, I truly feel like I belong... My only fear is that this world might take you away from me." Alec found himself torn between two enchanting opposites: a sweeping, blazing passion with Jace, and a safe, heartwarming comfort with Simon. Each of them believed he was the sole owner of the silent warrior's heart. Yet in the world of Shadowhunters, secrets never stay buried forever, and Alec's heartbeat began to race—not out of fear of demons, but of the inevitable moment when the truth would come to light