Annabeth,
Why? You throw everything we have out of the window and accept godhood? Why, Annabeth? I know your fatal flaw is hubris and you want to build something permanent so that's why you're leaving us? Because, as you said, 'We're never meant to be.' Who said that? The fates? Or you? Because I'm not gonna believe it without valid proof. If our relationship thrived even with Athena and Poseidon's rivalry, even with you taking a poisoned knife for me and almost dying, even with me falling into Tartarus for you, why should our relationship fail now, when the war is over and everything peaceful?
Annabeth, I've explained it to you before, on the Argo ll. Godhood is painful. You want to just sit back and watch as we die, as our hair grows white or we die from a monster attack? What about your brothers, Bobby and Matthew? What about your father? What about us? What about me? What happened to 'as long as we are together'? What happened to us, Annabeth? Where did we go wrong? Where did we stop loving each other? Where, why, what, Annabeth? What happened?
Why?
I thought we were forever. But we weren't. Guess that's what happens to demigods who fall so deeply in love. No happy endings for us. No, no, no. Because the fates have nothing to do but to spin pain into our life.
Annabeth, can't you see? Your fatal flaw is hubris. You have grown arrogant, Annie. You start to believe that godhood is the solution to everything. The solution to the scars we bear, the solution to the agony and horror of Tartarus, the solution to the nightmares, the solution to everything, to escape. You believe that you have become a better person, that you have less scars. But Annabeth, you can't run. Your past will follow. You may push it aside, but there will always be one night when you wake, screaming, and think, "I wish I could escape from this all." But then you realize godhood was your escape to everything and I can tell you, Annabeth, running away, hiding from the pain isn't going to help.
Wow. I got off track. Damn ADHD.
But I would like to know if you are happy. If you are happy with the way things turned out, so be it. Even if I suffer, even if I wake screaming at night, looking for the one person that could comfort me, even if you're not there, I will live my life to the fullest because I know that you are happy and satisfied the way you are. Because that's just how love is. I will sacrifice my happiness for yours. I have sacrificed plenty for you and I will sacrifice more.
Because you'll be happy. And if I can't make you happy, if only godhood can, then I'll let you go. As long as you're happy, Annabeth. That's all that matters.
Yours sincerely,
Percy Jackson