Lies.
Everything he told her was a lie. Everything he did was a lie. He betrayed her trust, and her heart. His actions were untrustful, and broke every part of her soul.
He took her heart and crushed it when he lied to her. He took her heart, and he returned it broken into a thousand peices. He was a liar, a cheater and nothing she could do or say could ever change that. He had broken her very being with his harsh words, and destroyed her life force with his harsh unforgiving eyes of emerald.
He was cold and cruel. He was harsh and unforgiving. He could freeze her body with one word, and turn her entire life into an ongoing, never ending hell.
He was in love with her. He loved the peach. He was captivated the peach, and not her, the soccer player. It wasn't fair, nor was it a good feeling for her to have. When she saw them together, it reminded her of the lies he had told her. The ones which had cut her more deeply then the peaches blade. They were not right together, the Peach and the Ice King, anyone could see it. Yet they persisted to be, destroying her life.
After all. He was a liar. He broke every promise he had ever made to her, and betrayed her trust.
So why, when she looked into the shining emerald eyes of her baby girl, and played with her baby girls raven black locks, streaked with silver, couldn't she forget him. Why did she still love him, after he had destroyed everything she lived for? Why did she still yearn for his ice-cold touch, or for his gaze to be on her form, her curves, her body?
And why, whenever he ran to her, begging for her to forgive him, did she let him through her door? Why, when she knew that he was going to break her heart again, did she let him in?
The answer was simple, yet harsh.
She loved him, and she always would. Words she dared not say out loud, words unfitting for her to speak.
He had given her some of the happiest moments of her short, and eventful life. He had blessed her with her baby girl. He had loved her, and he had been prepared to give his life for her.
So that was why, whenever she thought about the lies, the cheating and the cruelty, did she tell herself these words.
And that would be why, when her baby girl asks where her father was, she would tell her the truth, of what a wonderful person he was, and of how he had saved her. Because that was all she wanted to remember, that was all she needed. That was what made seeing him with the Peach barably, and her life livable.
In the back of her mind, when she saw them, or him, a smirk would play on her lips, and a playful thought would flitter into her head.
I had him first. Even though he lied, and cheated, he was MINE. And nothing the Peach can do, will change or erase that fact.
And when she did see them, as she pushed the pram of her little baby girl, she smiled and waved, before walking right past them, a cruel unforgiving smile on her face.
Because she was Karin Kurosaki, the soccer girl, and nothing got in her way of what she wanted.