Grace's POV.
Meghan clung to me like a shadow in the days after.
She must have been suspicious of my suspicion.
And beside the fact that she almost never left me alone, she was sweet as sugar - sweeter than she usually was.
That only made matters worse.
What was she trying to hide?
What was she afraid I might find out?
I thought about voicing my suspicions more than a few times, but I didn't want to over-step. Nor did I want to play my hand yet.
I needed something concrete before I confronted her.
Besides, I needed to be absolutely sure before I accused her of anything.
If I was wrong, our friendship would be over for good. There would be no way that Meghan could ever forgive me for something like that.
But if I was right...
I didn't even want to think about it.
That would be
