I miss you, Annabeth. I hope you're holding up well right now.

The thing is, I've met someone new. A girl who's totally beautiful and amazing. I hope you're not jealous, and that you're happy for me. I hope you're more of my best friend than my girlfriend.

But loving her is a problem. And it's most likely going to cause the death of me. Don't get worried Wise Girl, because I'll get to see you soon.

You know, I've always cared too much for my friends. It's my Fatal Flaw, I can't help it. So I guess I'll end up dying trying to save Y/N. I hope you're okay with that.

Truth is, I've always wanted to impress you. You're my Wise Girl. You're everything, and I want to make you happy. I want to make you proud of me. Proud of your decision to be with a person like me.

So don't hate me.

Be proud of me.

Enough with my rambling. I'm going to die. It's going to be quick and painless, don't worry. And I'll get to see you again. First time in two years, right?

And I'll be happy both ways. I'll end up saving Y/N, this wonderful new girl in my life. The life that will end soon.

Annabeth. I'll get to see you again.

είμαι τόσο χαρούμενος. Sum laetissimo. I'm so happy.