See Through the Mist

A feeling of panic seized me. “Annabeth,” I said under my breath. “Don’t.”

She frowned at me. “What?”

Look, I need to tell you something,” I continued. The words came stumbling out of me. “I couldn’t stand it if… I don’t want you to—”

Percy?” she said. “You look like you’re going to be sick.”

And that’s how I felt. I wanted to say more, but my tongue betrayed me. It wouldn’t move because of the fear in my stomach

—Rick Riordan, The Titan’s Curse