‘i love you.’ frm madewait ( :
JULIA WAS THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE , even after her death , magnus never let go of his wife’s heart , a widower that would remain so until he rejoined her wherever they met again . her words are met with a shy laugh , it’s as if magnus is a teenager again . he leans forward , takes her hand in his own , calloused thumb brushing across her knuckles . ‘ i love you too , jules . ’ he murmurs , and it sounds softer than magnus has ever spoken before , laden with the love he hadn’t been able to give her since her untimely death . ‘ you have no idea how long i’ve been waiting to hear that , you know . ’