Weston's POV

As we walked through the woods and trees, everything was completely solemn and silent. It was as if everyone knew how sad Natalie was and how bad the things she was going through were.

I bit my lip anxiously, wondering if talking to her would aggravate her pain. She was walking ahead of all of us. While I did not like that, for security reasons, I could not really do or say anything to make her feel worse than she was already feeling.

I sighed and looked down at the grasses and fallen leaves that we were walking on. There was a path that we were following, but...