[She shook her head, abjectly miserable.]

Of course I love him. He's Aang. I've always loved him.

[Her hand goes to touch their mother's necklace.]

I just don't... think I love him the same way he loves me.

[She closes her eyes as they fill with tears again. They'd spoken about this, and he was so good, but... but.]

Or the same way he loves the me that he's dating in the future.

[Emotional, more loudly, and even defensive:] I just don't know!