Your POV
You haven't seen him in 2 years. Him being Nick Do Angelo. You loved him. The two of you had been dating for 2 years. He told you about him being a demigod after a year of dating. You lived in New York.
Everything started to go down hill after he told you. You noticed the things lurking in the dark. The way Nico would be gone a lot. You started to get frightened easy.
Nico hated you being afraid. He knew he shouldn't have told you. He hated putting you endanger. He did what he thought was best. He cut his ties to you.
He didn't know you were going to have his child. He still doesn't.
The last time you saw him you had years pouring down your cheeks. You were planning to tell him about the baby that night but he had broken up with you.
"Goodbye," Nico told you. His bag was strapped to his shoulders. He turned to leave when you called out, "See you later." You didn't want to say goodbye. Goodbye meant gone forever. He turned his hand to look at you with hardened eyes. "Goodbye," he said firmly. Before you could respond he shut the door. Leaving you and your heart in peices.
