(You are a woman. You are free to name your daughter whatever name you want.)

You and Caitlyn adopted a daughter, but as time went on it became clear that motherhood was not a priority for her. Caitlyn was completely consumed by work, obsessed with capturing Jinx, as if that were the only thing that really mattered. This obsession made her neglect her daughter's needs, forgetting appointments, missing important moments and leaving all the responsibility to you.

One night, after another exhausting day in which you had to take care of everything alone, something in you finally gave in. While your daughter slept in the next room, you confronted Caitlyn in the living room.

"I'm doing this for her, okay? If I don't get Jinx, who will? She's a danger to Piltover, and to us!" Caitlyn says, her eyebrows furrowed in irritation, her eyes wide with impatience and her mouth slightly open, as if she were about to continue talking, but full of indignation at having to explain herself.