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Chapter 232: Grant

Friday. Luxe Ibiza Hostel, Ibiza.

GRANT SOAKED UP THE silence. In this moment, just after dawn, when the world was still quiet he could almost believe the lie that everything was fine. Soon enough the bubble would burst. Reality would intrude, but he wanted to hold on to this moment.

Melody's fingers swiped across his skin, just under his collar bone, tracing the tattoo.

"What does it mean?" she whispered.

He was surprised she hadn't asked sooner. Truth was, he felt kind of silly having a tattoo in the first place. He didn't regret it though.

"Laugh now, cry later," he said, but it wasn't his voice he heard.

Grant breathed in the salty air, holding tight to the present.

Melody kept quiet, waiting him out as if she knew this was something he had to come at slowly.

"First deployment there was this guy, real loud personality. We didn't much like each other in the beginning. Whenever someone would start complaining about pushing too hard or things getting too tough he'd
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