Grace
“I don’t know what the f**k is actually going on, Rakkie,” I said.
There were too many things running through my mind all at once, crashing into each other like waves that refused to settle. I just needed someone to vent to, someone who wouldn’t judge me or overcomplicate things. That someone was Rakkie.
Honestly, I wished she was here. Or that I was there with her. This was the kind of conversation that needed a face, not just a voice through a phone.
“Wait a minute,” she said, calm as ever. “I’m going to need you to breathe and talk to me clearly, Gracie.”
I heaved out a long sigh, dragging a hand through my hair. “I mean… Rakkie, I don’t know how the three of us went from wanting nothing to do with each other to me kissing both of them in the span of what? Less than a week? P
