She loved two men.
Before she became an immortal, she loved an immortal.
After she became an immortal, she fell in love with a mortal.
Neither love ended well.
"Love has no shape or scent. It slips quietly into the depths of the heart and takes root, growing deeper by the day. By the time you notice it, trying to pull it out means tearing out your flesh along with it."
"Then there's another kind of love, one that takes root in a single night and instantly grows into a towering tree. They call it love at first sight."
