Cracker’s POV
“Me?!” I gaped, frowning at my best friend.
“Yep!” Grace chirped and leaned back in her seat, taking a more confident sip of her beer now that the attention was off her again. “How’s making up going?”
I let out a mix between a huff and a sigh – which was exactly how I felt about it…
“Well, Steel’s at least made it clear that he’s not going anywhere,” I replied and told her about who he’d moved in with while I was at the hospital. “So, I really don’t have a choice in the matter.”
“Hmm,” Grace hummed with an arched eyebrow.
I sighed.
I hated this part! The part where your best friend knows you better than you know yourself…
“I know it’s complicated, but I---,” I paused, trying to put my feelings into words. “In a way, I’ve already accepted him as a part of my life. When
