Dear Bianca,
I wish I could tell you how much I miss you. I wish you hadn't sacrificed yourself to the quest. I wish you could see the new cabin I'm building. It's solid obsidian, and you'd love it. Maybe I can have father build you one just like it.
I don't know how to tell you this, but I'm already forgetting the last thing you said to me. Was it something about being a Hunter of Artemis, or was it simply to go away?
I wish you hadn't left me here all alone. Sure, camp is fine, but you have to see that it can never be the same without you. You were always there for me before. When the lawyer took us to Westover Hall. When we were told who we were. When Percy came to take us to Camp half-Blood. But now I am all alone, with no one to talk to. We used to be so close, but now you are gone. There is no one to go to when a nightmare wakes me, or when I am scared by something, a monster, something.
Your loving brother,
Nico
