-Grayson's POV-
When I heard about Avery's death, my chest sank as I attended her funeral and that night I sat on the roof of my house just staring at the stars.
"Hey Avery, I hope your ok now. I'm really sorry for not being there for you and just leaving you." I say as I wipe the tears running down my cheeks, "I wish I could have at least seen you one more time before you left. I miss you already."
Weeks had gone passed and every night I did the same thing. Sitting one my roof, under the stars, just talking, in hope Avery was listening.
"I Love You My Star."