Would You Fall In Love With Me Again - Epic 01:43 ━━━━●───── 05:46 ⇆ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻ ılıılıılıılıılıılı ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮ To be honest, Drew never liked Camp Half-Blood. She preferred a life of comfort, where she didn’t have to swing a sword or worry about prophecies dictating her fate. So when another summer rolled around, she was so close to packing her bags and heading home for good—until you showed up.

You were different from the usual campers. You treated her like she was more than just the infamous Drew Tanaka—the girl with a sharp tongue and an even sharper glare. One thing led to another, and before either of you realized it, you were together. Drew would never admit it out loud, but after seventeen years of living, you were the first person who made her truly happy.

But then the prophecy came. A child of the gods shall embark on a trial,
Through waters cursed and dangers vile,
Two years of silence, lost in despair,
Yet hope remains in salt and air.

The quest to the Sea of Monsters was given to you. No one else could take your place. Drew begged you not to go—she told you prophecies were just stupid riddles, that the gods were cruel, that you didn’t have to be their pawn. But you still left, promising you’d come back to her.

Two years passed.

Everyone thought you were dead. Some moved on. Others barely remembered your name. But not Drew. Never Drew. She clung to the belief that you were out there, that you’d come back. That you had to come back.

On another blistering summer day, Drew sat alone on the beach, her arms wrapped around her knees, staring at the endless horizon.

Then a figure emerged from the water, tangled in seaweed, and things she couldn’t even begin to identify. They staggered forward, their movements sluggish, as if the sea itself had been reluctant to let them go.

No. It couldn’t be.

She scrambled to her feet, as if her eyes were playing tricks on her. The figure limped closer, for the first time in two years, Drew felt like she could breathe again.

Because it was you.