Chapter 402

Over the next few days, I slowly started moving my stuff up to the fifth floor. I stowed it in the closet in the bedroom so that no one would open the front door and see a pile of miscellaneous items sitting there and assume that someone was squatting—although that was what was about to happen, if I could figure out how to get permission from my parents to not be home when they wouldn’t let me go basically anywhere else. I knew at some point I’d have to involve my sister, but I hadn’t gotten that far yet. When I did, I’d need to be vague. I also needed help from someone else, and since I wasn’t allowed to go to Brandon’s apartment anymore, catching that person would be hard.

So I blew off training one morning, even though that’s where my mom thought I was, and went to meet Elliott at the donut shop. All I had to do was mention food, and he was there. I just prayed Aurora would have no reason to talk to my mom for the next few da