She would likely love Augustus up until the very moment she died. It didn't make much sense. In truth, they were fucking horrible for each other. "Unhealthy" wasn't a strong enough adjective to describe their relationship. There was too much jealousy, too much passion of the wrong kind to be much of a success. What they had often translated to memorable moments in the bedroom and violent fights everywhere else that resulted in bruises and scorch marks from spells cast in anger. Sometimes two people could love each other and be the absolute worst thing that ever happened to each other. Marrying Antonin hadn't seemed like a good idea when she married him. Years later she still wished they could've continued their teacher/student relationship without worrying about the messiness marriage would bring into their lives. At least their orders kept her from making a mistake with Augustus they would've come to regret.