There were times Tosh loved Owen so much that her heart would pound if he so much as looked at her.
Times when he could be so sweet and thoughtful that for a while she could actually believe he cared for her.
Then there were the times when he was dismissive, rude, crude and downright spiteful. When he seemed to take perverse delight in hurting her.
Times she hated him so much that she had to resist the temptation to shoot him.
Most of the time she just wished she could settle on one emotion. The Love/Hate thing was exhausting.