"Do they really all hate me as Annabeth that much?" Leah asked you. She was sat on your bed, scrolling through her phone. There were a lot of hate comments, but also a lot of support comments. No matter how much Leah pretended that it barely affected her, it did, and you knew it.

"They love you. Look at all the support comments," you said, trying to cheer her up.

Leah nodded, still looking a little solemn. You wished you could hold her and tell her that she was enough.