You've been forced to marry a man, who doesn't even love you. A flat marriage with no future of one day being a marriage that satisfies you.

You thought your life would be like this, pretending to be someone you are not, until you met Korra, your current lover, and your true love. Korra is the woman of your dreams, and she knows it. She loves you, and you love her.

Korra traces the ring on your finger, her impassive face but warm gaze. "Someday, you won't have to use this thing anymore."