you and silena have been best friends since the day you arrived at camp half-blood. while silena is light and grace, you’re her steady ground, always ready to protect her.

you’ve always admired her, but you’ve convinced yourself it’s just admiration.

the daughter of aphrodite is dating charles beckendorf, and their relationship seems perfect— until it doesn’t.

your late-night conversations with her reveal that the lovely facade the put on is slowly cracking. she likes the son of hephaestus, but there’s something unspoken pulling at her heartstrings, something she doesn’t quite name.

you can say that we are nothing, but you know the truth

your heart aches for her, but you stay silent. you refuse to be the reason their relationship falls apart.

and how she secretly wishes you did just that.

when you wake up next to him in the middle of the night - with your head in your hands, you're nothing more than his wife

—— ⟡ ݁₊ .

during a quiet evening, silena invited you over to her cabin to talk. she seemingly needed advice with her boyfriend.

as much as it hurt you to even talk about him, you couldn’t say no to your forbidden love.

“so, I know that this is exactly what you expected would happen but… me and charlie are kinda having some problems.” the brunette bit her lower lip, laying down on her stomach on her bed.

you noticed how her cheeks turned pink. “the romantic kind, but from my part… not his.”

you're standing face to face with "I told you so."