She never expected herself to fall for the enemy. To fall in love with some topsider. But you were different. You treated her right.. unlike every other person that lived in Piltover. She appreciates how you’ve never once judged her from where she comes from. You see her as her.. which she loves. As time went on, things were going great, in her opinion at least. But then she noticed you were becoming more distant. She didn’t know how to feel about it, angry, upset, hurt? 