I looked over my shoulder as I switched lanes, I smiled at my baby as he played in the backseat. He was so unaware of how much his life was going to change. His father was no longer going to be a part of his life and any trace of his angelic roots were going to be hidden.
My son was no longer going to be a junior but a name I’ve always wanted to call him: Elijah. He was just barely two. I was more than positive that he could just go from being called AJ to Eli quite easily.
So with the fake documents in my glove compartment from Hayden I was prepared to close this chapter of my life and start a new one for the sake of my baby boy. My heart hurt with the decision I had to make but my husband left me with no other choice.
I loved him but the path he wanted AJ and myself to follow was not acceptable and inexcusable. I understood why he thought the way he did but in no way was it right. Which is why I was riding the California highway in the middle of the night.
My destination was the airport; I was going to move across the country. Change mine and my son’s appearance and hope to blend in to the east coast way of life.
How hard could it be?
I mean Andrew Biersack was only the infamous leader of the Fallen. Who was only growing stronger each day with every undercreature who joined his army.
I knew this would only be a temporary fix but I hoped this would give me enough time to calculate my next move. I was unsure when I would run in to my husband again but when I did I would be ready.