It had been a week.

No, one week, one day, and three hours, Piper had counted.

That long since her heart broke.

That long since Jason broke up with her.

Being a daughter of Aphrodite, emotions were Piper's main domain. And heartbreak? That was only amplified for her.

No one could make her feel better. Not the Aphrodite cabin, not Leo, not anyone.

She was a demigod of love. But she wasn't feeling very loved right now. Not at all.

She was sitting on a boulder during capture the flag, near Zeus' fist. She was supposed to be playing for the blue team, but instead she was bawling her eyes out, loudly, in the clearing.

You were looking for the flag for the opposite team, blue, when you saw her.