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blade
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It hurt like a cut from a blade.
Zuko was inhaling fear and exhaling anger every day. He did not know why. It was a long time ago and he trusted Mai. He approached her, perpetually livid as he was.
"I still love you. I don't plan on leaving you or killing my dad."
"I would remind you that this is your fault for breaking up with me through a note, but we have more important things to talk about. I…" Mai did not finish.
Zuko knew that there was only one thing that meant.
They were stuck together now.