He watched her walk towards the press conference waiting for her outside, the ghost of their last kiss on his lips. He wanted to call after her, to tell her that they were being idiots and that of course they worked. Anything to make her stay.
But he didn't.
Korra paused when she reached the doors, preparing herself for the onslaught of questions that she was about to face, all about her decision to leave the spirit portal open. She placed her hand on the door, ready to open it, and hesitated.
"Were we worth it?" She asked, not looking back at him, her voice echoing around the room. The question was loaded with emotion, Korra desperately trying to justify the breaking of her heart.
The past six months flashed through Mako's mind: their first kiss, their first date, the Glacier Spirits Festival, the arguments, and the overwhelming pain that ending their relationship had caused.
"Every second of it."
Korra's shoulders relaxed slightly, before tensing up again almost instantaneously. Her fingers clenched the door handle, and Mako expected her to leave without another word. Instead she just stood there, unmoving for a moment before breaking the silence.
"I think so too," Korra said, the catch in her voice obvious, before pushing the door open and leaving to face the media.
The door swung shut behind her as she walked away, leaving Mako in a room with nothing but his breaking heart for company.
