day 3

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I sighed as I set down a white rose onto her grave.

I sniffed, choking back tears and I looked over at the other graves, suddenly feeling sympathy for their loved ones, who are also in the same pain I'm in.

Naomi could have lived so much longer. 

Why did she do this to herself?

I heard crunching of leaves behind me, naturally causing me to turn around.

"Grayson?"

He looked at me, confused. "Morgan?"

I smiled softly. "What are you doing here?"

His smile faded, and he looked at the ground. "Just visiting a loved one." 

I frowned and nodded, walking closer to him. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

"No, no. It's fine. Why are you here?"

"For my friend."

He nodded, walking to a concrete grave.

I sighed, walking next to him. "Do you want to get some coffee?"

He nodded, forcing a smile. "I'd like that."

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a/n: sorry this chapter is short. ill try to update more often :)

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