I slept off on the couch again, forgetting about the food that I had put out, leaving Gray to dress up on his own. I had a smile on my face even as I slept, my heart feeling extremely light.
It felt extremely different now hearing just how I was hurting myself by constantly reminding myself about things that had passed. I could have just pushed it behind me, put everything behind me, and let myself move on.
I woke up to the sound of talking, and I stirred, turning towards where the voices were coming from.
Gray was standing next to me, his hands in his pockets, a solemn expression on his face. He was on the phone while another man stood right next to him, carrying a large bouquet of funeral flowers.
I immediately sat up, turning towards the bed. Kris was eating slowly, and I let out a
