Chapter 133

Indianna stood and made her way out of the house and walked around to the back where she saw Greyson. He was standing over his grave, his hands in his pockets and his back tense. "What are you doing here?" Indianna asked quietly and slowly walked up to him. She slipped her hand into his and he squeezed it tightly.

"Did you come here much?" Greyson asked.

Indianna paused. "No. I couldn't."

Greyson let out a breath. "Good. You weren't wasting your time crying over a random body."

"We should go. It's probably not the best for you to be here."

"It's my grave," Greyson pointed out and shrugged his shoulders.

"No," Indianna said firmly. "It is not your grave. You are alive. It's not yours."

Greyson sighed and looked down at Indianna. "What's that?" He gestured to the book that Laura had given to Indianna.

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