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Chapter 22.
The sun was setting, casting a warm orange glow over the city, as Andrianne drove through the winding roads towards the cemetery where her mother was buried. The wind was not too heavy, but it was enough to rustle the leaves on the trees and make the car shake a little. As she drove, she could see the tall buildings of the city in the distance, their windows reflecting the beautiful sunset.
The air was cool and crisp, and Andrianne couldn’t help but feel a sense of melancholy wash over her as she thought about her mother. She could remember her mother’s smile and the way she used to laugh, and it made her heart ache to know that she was gone.
The road to the cemetery was quiet, with only a few cars passing by. Andrianne could hear the sound of the wind as it whipped through the trees and the leaves rustling underfoot. As she pulled into the cemetery, she could see the rows of graves and headstones stretching out before her, a silent testament to the passage of time.
The sky was now painted in shades of deep orange and purple, and the wind had picked up a little, making the trees sway back and forth. Andrianne stepped out of the car, pulling her coat around her to keep the wind at bay. She walked slowly towards her mother’s grave, taking in the sight of the many flowers and decorations placed on the graves along the way.
As she reached her mother’s grave, she took a deep breath, feeling a sense of peace settle over her. The wind was blowing her hair around her face, but she didn’t mind. She knelt down, gently placing the flowers she had brought on the grave.
“Mom, I miss you so much,” Andrianne whispered, her voice choked with emotion. “I wish you were here to help me through this. I feel so lost and alone.”
As she spoke, the wind picked up, blowing the leaves around her feet. Andrianne could feel the wind on her skin, a comforting presence in the midst of her grief.
“I’m sorry that I couldn’t be there for you more, Mom,” Andrianne continued, her voice cracking. “I was so caught up in my own life, I didn’t realize how sick you were. I wish I could turn back time and do things differently.”
She paused, taking a deep breath and wiping away the tears from her face.
“But I promise you, Mom, I’m going to make things right. I’m going to stand up for myself and live my life on my own terms. I won’t let anyone control me or use me as a pawn in their game. I know you would be proud of me.”
As Andrianne spoke, she could feel a sense of peace washing over her, a feeling of connection with her mother. She sat there for a while, just talking to her mother and feeling the wind on her skin.
Eventually, she stood up and walked back to her car, feeling lighter and more resolved than she had in a long time. She knew that the road ahead of her would be difficult, but she was determined to face it with strength and courage.
As she drove away from the cemetery, the wind continued to blow, a reminder of the love and support she had received from her mother. Andrianne knew that no matter what happened, her mother would always be with her, guiding her and watching over her.
Andrianne sat in her car for a while after leaving the cemetery, still feeling overwhelmed with emotions. She wiped her tears and took a deep breath before starting the car and driving towards a nearby bar.
As she walked into the dimly lit bar, the sound of chatter and glasses clinking filled the air. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes lingered in the air, but Andrianne didn’t care. She just wanted to drink and forget her troubles for a while.
She found a seat at the bar and ordered a drink, a whiskey neat. The bartender nodded and poured her a drink, sliding it across the counter towards her. She took a sip, the warm liquid burning her throat as it went down.
As she drank, she thought about her mother and how much she missed her. She couldn’t believe that she was really gone. She felt like she had lost a part of herself, and she didn’t know how to get it back.
The more she drank, the more her thoughts turned to Lucas. She couldn’t shake the feeling that he was the only one who could understand what she was going through. But she also knew that being with him would only complicate things further.
As the music blared through the speakers, Andrianne stumbled her way onto the stage. Her movements were uncoordinated and clumsy, but she didn’t seem to care. The alcohol had taken over, and all she wanted was to forget everything for a little while.
She started to sway her hips, attempting to match the rhythm of the music. Her arms flailed around wildly, as if she was trying to catch something in the air. The crowd watched in amusement, some of them egging her on, while others laughed at her drunken state.
Andrianne closed her eyes, lost in the music and the alcohol. She felt like she was the only one in the room, and she continued to dance like nobody was watching. She spun around, almost losing her balance, but quickly regained it and kept going.
The more she danced, the more the crowd cheered her on. Andrianne felt like a superstar, like she was on top of the world. For a brief moment, all of her troubles disappeared, and she was just a girl having fun.
But as the music slowed down, Andrianne stumbled off the stage, her legs weak and wobbly. She made her way back to her seat, feeling embarrassed and ashamed. She knew she had made a fool of herself, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. All she wanted was to forget, just for a little while longer.