“Did you…” Luke coughed and his lips glistened red. “Did you love me?” Annabeth wiped her tears away. “There was a time I thought…well, I thought…” She looked at me, like she was drinking in the fact that I was still here. And I realized I was doing the same thing. The world was collapsing, and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive. “You were like a brother to me, Luke,” she said softly. “But I didn’t love you.” He nodded, as if he’d expected it. He winced in pain.
