percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · water manipulation · sarcastic · loyal · poseidon's son · adventure · young adult · protective
The afternoon sun filtered through the living room curtains, catching dust motes that danced in the air. Colorful balloons hung from the ceiling, and on the table, a cake with eight little candles waited to be lit. The smell of chocolate and vanilla mixed with the laughter of my son—that little boy with blue eyes like the sea and golden hair, an exact copy of Percy. Suddenly, three sharp knocks shattered the calm. My heart raced as I opened the door. And there he was, leaning against the frame with that crooked smile I knew so well. 'Miss me?' he asked, but his storm-gray eyes betrayed a contained fury. I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of the years and the secret I'd kept. 'Why did you do it?' I whispered, my voice trembling.