"It's going to be alright, Korra," Tenzin assures her.

"No… It's not," She grabs her coat and ventures out into the cold climate of the South Pole.

"Korra! Wait!" Mako runs after her.

I feel sorry for her. I don't want to, but she is my friend. It's not her fault, it's mine. I could have done things better, been a better girlfriend. I didn't expect to lose him, and that was my undoing. God! What person can't keep her own boyfriend from falling in love with someone else!

For once, I just want to be angry. Angry at him, angry at her, angry at my father, angry at the world. But I'm not. I'm heartbroken. Is this what the rest of my life is going to consist of? Betrayal? My own father tried to kill me. The man I love loves another girl. There has to be something wrong with me. I take a seat in one of the plush chairs. There has to.

I pull my knees up to my chest and cry. I thought I was a fairly good person, attractive, rich. But everything just went wrong. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if I didn't hit him with my bike that day. If I had just been paying attention, would things be different? Would I have been an equalist with my father? I would have him in my life, and my heart wouldn't be obliterated right now.

I wipe my eyes with my sleeve and rest my chin on my knees. Since when did I give in to self-pity?

"Hey. You okay?" I hear someone say.

I look beside me and find emerald eyes staring back at me. I plaster on one of my fake smiles. "Yeah Bolin, I'm fine. Thanks for asking."

"You know, I have an idea of what you're going through right now," he says.

"Really? How could you?" I snap. "You weren't in love, Bolin. You may have liked Korra, but I didn't like Mako. I loved him. I love him! That's much deeper than the feelings you thought you had for Korra!"

A hurt expression replaces the charming demeanor I'm used to.

"I'm sorry Bolin, I didn't mean that. I'm just-. Ugh!" I let out a frustrated sigh. "I guess I just said that because I'm angry. I'm hurt. I'm sorry."

Bolin pulls me into an embrace. I lay my head on his muscular chest and start to cry again.

"I just-, I just feel like it's my fault. Like there was something I could have done to stop this from happening. Like…like I wasn't good enough. He deserved better, anyway."

"No! Don't say that." He gently pushes me off of his chest so I can look into his eyes. Each of his hands are on my arms. "Asami, you are one of the nicest girls I know. Not to mention you're beautiful. You're brave. You're the best fighting non-bender in the world!" I laugh.

"Hey," He says. "It's true. None of this is your fault. Some people were just meant to be together. You don't have anything to do with that. You'll find someone who will love you, and cherish you, better than Mako ever could!"

This puts a smile on my face. Who knew Bolin, of all people, would be the one to do that. I've just been over-looking him. I never paid him any attention, when he was standing right in front of me, the whole time.

"Ah, there's that beautiful smile," he says.

I put my hand on his cheek, "You really are an amazing guy, Bolin. I'm sorry I haven't noticed that before. I'm paying attention now."

He pulls me into another embrace and kisses my forehead. Some people were just meant to be together.