❝ traumas, they surround me. i wish you'd
just love me back. say you're here, but i
don't feel it give me peace, but then
you steal it ❞
𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 after the brazilian cartel
murder's adrianna calvarho's mom,
she is sent from brazil to new yor...
she smiled to herself hearing the familiar piano intro of the song.
taking a deep breath, adrianna turned her attention to the suitcases that laid scattered around her. she had travelled a long way from brazil to this new york, and now it was time to unpack and make this place her own.
she opened the first suitcase and carefully lifted out her clothes, neatly folded and packed away. each item held a memory - a flowy dress she had worn on warm summer days, a cozy hoodie that had kept her warm during chilly evenings back home.
as she arranged them in the closet, she couldn't help but feel a pang of homesickness. but she pushed the feeling aside, determined to embrace this new chapter of her life.
next came her books - her most cherished possessions. adrianna had always been an avid reader, finding solace and inspiration within the pages of her favourite stories. she placed them on the freshly white-painted bookshelf, that sat in the corner of her room, arranging them by genre and author.
as she unpacked her belongings, adrianna began to feel a sense of belonging settling over her. this room, once empty and unfamiliar, was slowly transforming into her sanctuary. she adorned the walls with photographs and polaroids of her family and friends, their smiling faces bringing her comfort and reassurance.
finally, she turned her attention to the ombre-coloured desk tucked into the corner of the room. here, she meticulously arranged her notebooks, pens, and laptop, each item a resourceful tool.
as the sun began to set, casting long shadows across the room, adrianna took a step back to admire her handiwork.
with a contented sigh, she settled into her new bed, ready to embrace whatever adventures lay ahead.
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- 8 HOURS LATER, 7:23 PM
adrianna fiddled with the corner of her napkin, her gaze wandering out the window. kaleb, her older brother, noticed her distraction and reached across the table to gain her attention.
" oh, yeah?" she asked turning, finally snapping back into reality.
kaleb furrowed his eyebrows analyzing her. " you okay, adri?" he asked, hints of concern laced in his voice.
" mhm, yeah, just thinkin'," she told him.
beside kaleb, journey leaned forward, her eyes bright with curiosity. " how you likin' harlem so far, adrianna?"
" i like it, it's very beautiful at night," she sighed, thinking back to when she had first arrived this morning at the jfk airport.
their conversation was momentarily interrupted as the waiter approached to take their orders. " hello, i'm paisley, i'm going to be your waitress this evening," the blonde-haired girl, introduced herself.
" can i start you off with drinks?" she asked, opening her ipad.
looking at her menu, adrianna smiled seeing a familiar drink. " umm, can i please get the caipirinha?" she asked.
