When We Were So Young

Love and Hate are two sides of the same coin. Once we love, we love forever. Once we hate, we hate forever. If love is eternal, then hate is eternal. But what happens when we have so much of one, and then start to build up the other? Do we carry both of them with us until we die? More importantly which feeling do we decide to make our greater? Background story on Ashe and Sejuani.