The journey was a long one, but I was blissfully unaware of it for the most part. I only had to sit for a few minutes staring at the scenery, but I was unable to keep my eyes open for long.

The toil of the night before had gotten to me, my body weary from the tears I had shed and the weight on me.

Or maybe it was my own way of avoiding the fact that I had left my family behind and escaped to an unknown place.

I had refused to think of their betrayal, my mind glossing over the fact that the words we exchanged the day...