Jordan's POV
A night ago.
The bus ticket, staring at it made my blood run cold. Was the solution really just a way out of town?
"What the hell is this?" I barked. Mum's footsteps halted by the stairway. She barely flinched when she turned around to gaze at it. "Exactly, what it looks like Jordan."
"What?"
"Now, drop it and go to bed. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow."
Mum said nonchalantly.
I scoffed. "We are not supposed to leave town!"
"Why? Because you say so?" She retorted.
"You heard the cops mum, daily surveillance means no travelling without permission, no leaving the town. Does anyone of that not ring a bell to you?"
Mum's jaw tightened, she turned slowly to face me, her voice as cold as ever. "I said I do not care about that stupid law. We are leaving tomorr
