Chapter 11
Jacob stayed by the dried pool of blood in the forest day and night and did not allow anyone to get close.
When a patrolman told him the sixth time that they did not find any traces of Zoey or the strangers, he turned his bloodshot eyes back to the brown stain on the ground and continued squatting in silence.
Elizabeth could no longer bear watching it. She came to him while supporting Molly.
“How long are you going to stay here, Jacob?! Molly is still pregnant with your pup! Aren’t you going to take care of us?!”
Her voice was as piercing as ever, and Jacob found it grating.
What about Zoey?
Did she feel sad and hurt when Elizabeth yelled at her in that voice?
Jacob squashed down the anger in his heart and said coldly, “Leave me alone. I’m going to wait until Zoey comes back.”
When Molly saw the remains of the blood pool, delight appeared briefly on her face. Then, she pretended to find the entire situation a pity and leaned against Jacob delicately. “Jacob, you know that Zoey… isn’t coming back. She lost so much blood. She’s most likely already-”
“Shut up!” Jacob yelled at Molly as if he had lost his mind and shoved her away. “Zoey isn’t dead! I can feel it! I’m going to wait for her! Forever if I need to!”
