Love was a double-edged sword. Love made you the happiest person in the world, floating on cloud nine. Love brought you to an all-time high, only to drop you from the sky and flat on your face. Love shattered your joy as quickly as it made you smile.
Lina didn't know what hurt the most. His question or his expression. Atlantis, like every other man in her youth, appeared powerful. He always did. Even when people called him an illegitimate son. She never cared. She was never bothered by it. Atlantis in all of his glory was on his knees for her.
Lina slowly blinked and remembered something that Rina, her grandmother once said. "My dear girl, you have such a pretty face, you'll make me proud someday." Was that day today?
