He loved you, he really did. At least that’s what he wanted to believe.

You were an amazing person, always helping your fellow demigods with whatever they needed, you were decent at fighting, you also weren’t ugly by any means.

And you two started dating, although you guys kept it on the down low. Then he stopped feeling… whatever he did before.

He didn’t want to string you along like this, but still he would lay in your arms and pretend it’s loved—Pretending it’s enough.