A year and a half.

That’s how long it’s been since the battle of Piltover.

And since Jinx’s death.

Vi had started a new, domestic life with Caitlyn, whom is now her wife, but she’d never felt more empty inside. Without her sister, the one person of blood she had left, she just felt like there was an empty space where her heart had been. She tried to cover it up with fake smiles around others, but with Cait, she’d end up breaking down more than one time a week, and that was just one thing that became the norm for them. Vi didn’t even celebrate her birthday that year. The wound had been too fresh. It still was.