"Aang and I are engaged."
The world began to spin around him and soon Zuko could not distinguish one thing from another, but her words rang clear in his mind. The necklace in his hand clattered to the floor, the flowers seemed wilted and colorless instead of the bright red he had chosen them for. It took a great effort just to raise his head and look at Katara.
The forced smile on her face seemed to dim the room instead of brighten it. Zuko look into her eyes and saw the hesitancy and regret that lay there. That's just it, he thought despairingly. How could anyone else see that she doesn't really want this? Katara was fully understood by no one but him.
Zuko wanted her to suddenly scream out that she wanted to marry him, come with him, but she remained silent. It was then Zuko knew that it was up to her to say something. If she was not ready to leave Aang to come with him, she obviously did not care enough.
Pushing away all of his doubts, Zuko forced the words out of his throat.
"That's great, Katara."