Literature
ZW: Jealousy
I watched the two of them together, the two of them having their own private meetings when they thought no one was looking. I could see the sly looks they gave, even though they were with another. Each time I saw them, I grew sick: sick of the lies, the deceit, the betrayal, everything.
I hoped that this was just a small fling, that things would go back to the way it used to be. However, it didn't. Their hearts grew stronger, pounding endlessly when they were in each others presence. I knew it wasn't supposed to be like this. I knew I was the only one who knew of everything. Why would anyone suspect anything after all? Katara was with Aang a