I woke up as Mason wailed. I got out of bed and picked him up. I practically spent all last night boxing everything up in our apartment.I let the landlord know I was moving out and called Izzy to let her know I had to leave.I sang Mason his lullaby, heading to the kitchen, following our normal routine.Today was supposed to be my day off, so Rossie wouldn't be coming. I had also called her and told her that Mason and I had to leave the city quickly because of an emergency.As if we weren't gonna move, as if Mason's father wasn't fucking searching for us, searching for me.I began...