Zuko. Why must you show yourself like this to them? To me?
Was finding out that your bed warmer had left... such a bad thing? I see you there, my love, standing as you hold onto a hair pin. It makes my heart clench that you still have her on your mind. On your priority list.
But I have suffered just as much, you fool! No—YOU IDIOT! I've suffered for our children! Look at me, Zuko!
LOOK AT ME!
Do you see what you've made me? I did all that you wanted, I bore you children... and yet... you can't even look at me..? Why am I being punished for your selfish desires..? Haven't I sacrificed more than enough..? Or do you need me to disappear—just like her?
"She left a letter," I say as I unfold the parchment. My fingers work without my consent, my lips spill words that I wish I did not understand.
"I am free." You flinch at the simple words.
She left.
And yet... I'm still here.
