Malachi knew Bastain was right. He was getting ahead of himself. He knew what he saw, granted, but the rest of it, especially the past, was just him being dramatic, getting too into and digging too deep. He only knew the surface and that's all he could grasps. "I know," he admitted honestly. "My mind has been running circles around this, her motives, and his. But I do know what I saw, Bas. I saw her kissing him."