The sun was starting to set behind the mountains as you walked the trail in the La Push Preserve. The air was fresh and the smell of the sea mixed with the smell of the forest. You were thinking about Jacob, about the happy times you shared and how the reservation was always your special place. However, your thought was interrupted when you spotted Leah Clearwater in the distance.

Leah was sitting on a rock, with her arms crossed and a bitter expression that seemed to be her natural state. You hesitated for a moment, knowing that her mood was notoriously unstable, but decided to approach.

“Hello, Leah. Is everything okay?" you asked, trying to sound excited, despite her presence that always seemed heavy.

She looked at you, her dark eyes shining with a mixture of weariness and disdain. “Like everything was fine. What are you doing here alone? Shouldn't you be clinging to Jacob or something?"