AZALEA'S POV
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"Can you see anything?" Corbin yells from below. I'm sitting in a tree, staring out into the woods, trying to locate anything that resembles a house. I'm looking for any type of roof, any sort of smoke that will tell me there's somebody here. "No!" I yell back, my muscles straining from concern. What is we totally read the map wrong and walked into the wrong direction?
"It should be here." Corbin murmurs, leaning with his back against the bark of the tree. I bite my bottom lip, dragging my teeth horizontally against the sensitive flesh. "Did you read the map right?" I ask as softly as I can for only him to hear me, not that there's anyone else around.
"Get your ass down here, and ask that again." He threatens sarcastically. My eyes roll, "I'm just asking." I slowly ma
