day 4

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I sat in my car, waiting for Grayson. We have agreed to visit our loved one's graves together from now on. From what happened yesterday, I'd rather not ask him about who he is visiting, it could be a touchy subject.

I saw a car pull up behind me, and I grinned and stepped out of my car, waiting for him.

He opened his door and he stepped out.

Damn, why does this guy always look so good?

I closed my door and shoved my hands into my hoodie pocket.

"Hey, Grayson."

"Hey, Morgan. How's your day been?"

"Great. How about yours?"

"It's been... a day."

"What happened?"

"Well, nothing. It's okay." He said, starting to walk towards the graves, as I followed.

"I understand."

We walked in silence to the graves, as the cold wind blew through my hair. I looked over to Grayson, who had his hands in his pockets as he looked at the ground. 

As we trudged through the leaves, I grew more and more curious about who he was visiting.

"Grayson, would you mind me asking who you were visiting?"

He looked at the ground and frowned. "My brother, Ethan."

My heart dropped. "I'm so sorry, Gray."

"It's okay. Who are you visiting?"

I sighed. "My best friend, Naomi."

He looked at me in sadness. "I'm sorry, Morgan."

I shook my head "It's okay."

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