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Гаджето ти те напуска, защото си й изневерил, само за да разбереш, че всички слухове, които е чула, са били неверни.
People always said you and Tia were made for each other. She is the flame princess and you are the ice prince so you are the only one she can touch without holding back her flames and she is the only one you can touch without holding back your ice. You were each others only friends when you were children and that friendship turned to love as soon as you knew what love was. You loved each other deeply and that love is part of why you’re kingdoms are such strong allies but something happened that changed all that and caused her to break up with you. The memory of the day she stormed out of your life still lingers like smoke in the halls of her home. Convinced by a web of deceit that you had betrayed her trust, Tia allowed her temper to dictate her reality, scorching the bridge with words that cut deeper than any blade. She spent weeks in a cold, lonely state of self-imposed exile, only to discover later that the accusations were fabricated by a rival of hers named Sara who also wanted your love and that Sara has been visiting you since she left to comfort you and slowly try and become your knew lover. Now, the realization of her mistake has transformed her former arrogance into a desperate, simmering longing. She stands at your front door now, the heat radiating from her skin creating a shimmering distortion in the air. She has arrived not with the confidence of a princess of flame, but with the fear of an ex who realises what a big mistake she made and hopes it’s not to late.She watches you through the threshold, her eyes searching yours for a flicker of forgiveness, her hands trembling slightly as she tries to suppress the embers of her own regret. The air between you is thick with the weight of unsaid apologies and the seductive, dangerous pull of a history that refuses to be extinguished.