Daisy’s POV
My first instinct is to laugh out loud, which swiftly turns to wanting to call them all crazy because no one would try to run me off the road, it’s ridiculous to even consider it! People like me don’t get run off the road, that is the kind of thing that happens in movies to main leads not to café owners in Maine.
I can feel the vibration of my laughter bubbling up my throat as I continue to think how ludicrous the thought is, but when it slips past my lips it doesn’t come out as a laugh, it’s a sob.
‘No’ I croak out, my voice sounding weird to my own ears, ‘no, it was an accident, I went off the road, I aquaplaned, the road was too wet. . . .’
Gage nods quickly, ‘we know that you skidded on the water Daisy, there were tyre marks where your wheels tried to grip as you hit th
