The decision to move to New Orleans weighed heavily on my mind for weeks. I couldn't shake off the guilt of leaving everything behind, but deep down, I knew that my brother needed me. He had always been there for me, and now it was my turn to support him.
As the days passed, I started to make preparations for the move. I packed my belongings, said my goodbyes to friends and family, and tried to mentally prepare myself for this new chapter in my life. It wasn't easy, but I knew it was necessary.
The day of my departure finally arrived. I stood at the airport, clutching my suitcase tightly, feeling a mix of excitement and apprehension. The thought of starting fresh in a new city both thrilled and terrified me. I took a deep breath, reminding myself that this was for my brother, and boarded the plane.
As the plane touched down in New Orleans, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. The city was vibrant and full of life, with its colorful buildings, lively music, and mouthwatering cuisine. It was a stark contrast to the quiet suburban town I had grown up in.
I made my way to the address my mother had given me, where my brother was staying. The apartment was small but cozy, adorned with photographs and trinkets that reminded me of home. My brother, Alex, greeted me with a warm smile and a tight hug.
"Hey, Luna! I'm so glad you're here," he said, his eyes filled with gratitude.
"I couldn't let you face this alone," I replied, returning his embrace.
"You know, Luna, I never expected you to come all the way here for me," Alex said, his voice filled with emotion. "But I'm grateful beyond words. It means the world to me."
I smiled, placing a hand on his shoulder. "You're my brother, Alex. We've always been there for each other. I couldn't let you face this alone. We'll get through this together."
"What happened before I got her Lex?" I asked
As we sat down, I automatically got this feeling like someone was staring at me.
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