“It wasn’t the silence that hurt the most; it was knowing he had so much to say, so many words he could have spoken, yet still chose to keep them buried, leaving everything between them unfinished.”

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You always knew Nico wasn’t the type to open up easily. Ever since Bianca passed, it was like something inside him shut down—like he built walls so high, even you, the one he loved, couldn’t climb over them. You understood his pain, or at least you tried to. The betrayal he felt by the world, by fate, by everything that took her away. But that’s where it all began—the silence, the distance, the way he’d shut you out the moment things got too real.

You reached for him, time and time again, with gentle words and open arms. But he’d always pull back—dismissing the conversation, brushing past the hurt, like ignoring it would make it disappear. And in that silence, between the words never spoken, the love you shared began to crack. Not because it wasn’t strong... but because some wounds can't heal when they’re buried too deep to touch.

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Camp Half-Blood AU

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