LEAH's POV.
"Hazel!" I called, trailing behind her as we walked down the hill. After the search party was over, we were on our way back. She hadn't said more than a few words since I saw her with Marcus.
She was shaken, her hands clenched tightly around her flashlight and her head tossing over her shoulders at every sound. The forest didn't feel the same anymore.
Every snapped twig made her jump and every gust of wind caught her attention. Like she was looking out for him.
"Hazel!" I finally got close enough to her to pull her hands and she turned to me.
"Why didn't you stop him? Why did you let him go?" I questioned. "We had him and we couldn't called your father!" She hushed my voice down but we were away from the rest of the volunteers.
It didn't make any sense to me why Hazel
