So the truth is; a few weeks after we got together I broke up with Percy Jackson. I was stressed about Olympus, I missed my family and he was always just such an idiot. So I left. I left Percy, I left camp and I refused to ever go back, I would never go back to that world.
Anyways, I've reached what anyone would call success and I feel empty. I couldn't believe I had left my family and my best friend like that but my stupid pride wouldn't let me go back and try to make amends, at least not until I got myself a reason to go out.
Well I found my reason and moved back to New York. I got myself my own flat and I'm going to be top architect in my firm. Trust me when I say it pays really well.