(Tyrants tomb spoilers)
It's not my fault. It's Aphrodite's fault really. I will never find love. At first, I thought it was Jason. Then, I knew that would never happen. So then I thought it was Percy. Well, he lost his memory but had a girlfriend. So that also didn't work.
But then I met him. He used to be a show off but that was before my best friend and former crush told him to remember. I slowly started to fall for him. But not in the romantic way. In the friendship way.
Lester. Apollo. He was two people but one heart. I wanted him. As my best friend. I knew he liked me. I knew he might ask me out, but I would say no. I wanted love, but not with him. I wanted it with someone who would have the chance to be with me. He would go back to being a god. How did I know? Because I had faith in him. I knew we would succeed. And he did.
And that's why I said no. When he asked me out on that quest, I knew he wasn't right for me. I knew that if I want love, I have to work for it. I have to be with that man that will be there for me.
I grew up, not having to care for myself other than trying to stay alive. I now need someone that will take care of me.
I knew that Apollo wouldn't be mine. I knew that there was only one thing I could do. I could love myself. I had to be there for me. For my life. Men can't. But I can.
Aphrodite once told me that my heart won't be healed. I didn't believe that. At first. I learned that it can't and won't ever be healed. I learned that the only thing I can do is live. Be me.
So that's what I did.
I joined the Hunters. I turned away love and men. I became me. I am me. And nobody can change it
