Percy POV

"Annabeth what's wrong." I opened the door to find Annabeth with her face stained with tears.

I pulled her into a hug, which only made her cry harder. I felt her legs go weak and so I scooped her into my arms and carried her to the sofa in my apartment.

"Annabeth please tell me what's wrong." I felt a tightening in my chest as I looked at her huddled in a ball in the corner of the sofa.

"It-it's noth-nothing." I sighed and looked at her as she pulled a stubborn face through her tears.

"Fine I'll have to wait until you're ready to tell me, what a cup of tea? Coffee?" I could tell that going after her wasn't going to get her to tell me so I tried to play it cool. From her expression I could tell that it was working, she leaned forward and looked as if she was about to say something but then she clamped her mouth shut and stood up, walking towards me.

"A cup of tea would be great," she replied as I started to walk towards the kitchen.

A silence settled over us I made the tea before taking a seat next to her in the quiet room.

Around 5 minutes passed before she turned to me. "Percy do you love her?"

I looked in surprise at the girl sitting beside me who had turned to look in the other direction as soon as she had asked the question.

I thought about the question posed to me. If you had asked me a week ago I would have replied within an instant however no something had happened to change that and that thing was sitting next to me right now.

However I did still love Sophie, love can't just disappear but it can diminish over time and recently I had been worried that that was what was happening to me.

"Why are you asking me this Annabeth?" She turned to me and studied my face.

"You haven't asked about her yet and it's my job to make sure that you will be happy when you get married."

This seemed to be a stupid question, why would I be marrying her if I wasn't going to be happy. However Annabeth's question caused me to think. Was I really happy?

I mean as soon as I had met Sophie we had clicked, she had been nice and genuine, but often I would catch a glimpse of something. Something underneath that she kept hidden from me. The occasional sideways glance or muttering under her breath.

However I saw this too late, by the time the seed of doubt was sown in my mind I had already proposed. I mean I had always believed in love at first sight and I thought that I had found that in Sophie. But now I was seriously reconsidering.

What am I saying? I'm getting married why am I thinking these thoughts?

Maybe it's to do with the girl sitting beside me. I looked over at Annabeth who was looking down at the table causing a wave of hair to fall over her face. She pushed it behind her ear and then looked up at me with her grey eyes that pierced my soul.

Then it hit me.

The reason I was feeling this way. I couldn't love Sophie anymore because I was in love with someone else. Annabeth.

So I did the only thing I could, I kissed her.

I'm so sorry. I've been a terrible author and then this chapter is so short. I'm going to edit it all when I've finished the book which should be in a chapter or two.

I love you all so much.

Ally