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“Shut up.”

“Yes ma’am.”

She giggled and it was the best sound in the world. Then she turned serious again. “Listen, Kash. I know I said we don’t know each other anymore, but I was wrong. I do know you. I don’t think you killed him. If you had, all those questions you were asking him would have had double meanings because you’re too smart for your own good and you’re actually basically an honest person.”

She sighed and looked away, then swallowed hard. “And you know, even if I’m wrong—you can’t fake remorse like that. So maybe something went wrong and Hunter wound up dead. Even if it was your hand, I don’t think you meant to.”

I shook my head. “I didn’t kill him, Daisy. The only thing I feel remorse over is not getting the three of us out of this damn town a heck of a lot sooner. If I did—”

She shook her head at me and sucked a deep breath in. “Here’s the thing, Kash. You can’t live like that. Trust me, you can’t, and you don’t want to. I’ve what-iffed myself into a depressive spiral for the past few years. We can’t change what happened, but maybe we can change what happens now.”

I put my arms around her and held her close, crushing her against my chest so tight I could have broken her. Maybe Daisy was right. Maybe we could. Maybe there was still time to salvage our lives, somehow.