She hated him.
Oh, she had loved him once, but she hated him now.
They say love can grow to be the strongest of hates.
How true that is.
They had grown up together, learned together, loved together.
When they were young, she loved him like a brother, and he loved her as a sister.
When they were older, they started to see each other as more than that.
Or so she thought.
But then he started to drift away.
She loved him, but he left. She had thought she loved him, too.
But he left.
And she hated him.