Chapter 38: London

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Her moving day came faster than she expected. She was surprised when HR called her a week ago announcing her visa had been approved and issued and that she could chose a date for the company to buy her ticket. Her breath was caught on her throat and she chose the last available date they offered her. She knew she'd have to move, she was looking forward to live by herself, she wanted to be close to Harry and she wanted the whole experience, but at the same time she didn't want to leave her mom alone. Although now she wasn't alone anymore. She didn't want to leave her friends behind, she didn't want to give up this sense of normalcy she felt living in this city. But she had accepted the job, she was qualified enough to do it and London was such an amazing city that she knew it'd be only a matter of time before she was used to live there. She worked overtime everyday because there were some last adjustments she had to do before the transfer, she asked the London based HR to go visit the flat she had chosen to see if it was really like the ad, she had cleaned her wardrobe and donated everything she didn't wear anymore and packed her things. It was a weird feeling to pack all of her clothes inside the only three luggage she was allowed. Some of her personal items her mom would send her through mail, but she had to make sure to bring as much as she could. She did every task carefully and methodically and didn't think much about this big step she was taking.

Her friends threw her a going away party at Villa where she drank and danced and had a great time. It was difficult to say goodbye to them, but they all were eager to see her accomplishing one more dream.

Her mom cried the whole week and made sure to cook her favorite foods everyday. She even went to sleep with Carol one of those nights and they spent it talking about their memories, the moments they shared and how much their lives had changed for the better after the last few years. Maria was emotional because not only her only baby was leaving the house, she was moving to another country where she knew only a few people. And the fact that she'd be closer to Harry was what made her sleep peacefully at night. She knew he'd take a great care of her daughter but at the same time she feared that now, that they were going to spend a lot of time together, it'd be easier for the press to discover who she was. And the last thing Maria wanted for Carolina was having lots of people taking pictures of her while she was adapting to a new environment and city. She was also thankful for Hailey and Agnes, the latter saying she'd do anything in her power to help Carol to settle. But her mom heart was already wanting to book a flight for the next week just to make sure everything was alright with her.

Needless to say they both cried their eyes out at the airport. Flavio had taken them, helped her to send her luggage away and she waited until the last minute to board. Carol tightly hugged her mother while her tears fell freely on her face. She thought this was the worst part of this dream. She had to say goodbye to someone she was used to see and talk to everyday. She was saying goodbyes to their inner jokes, to their breakfast and for all the times Carol got grumpy when her mom woke her up early.

"Vai com Deus, filha. Se cuida, toma muito cuidado, não anda sozinha de noite e não confia de cara nas pessoas." Maria said rubbing circles on her daughter's back. [May God accompany you, daughter. Take care, be careful, don't walk by yourself at night and don't trust people easily.]

Carol couldn't find her voice to answer her mom.

"Alimente-se direito, me ligue todos os dias, ajude a Agnes a cuidar da Hailey e, principalmente, aproveite esse sonho que você conseguiu realizar." [Eat properly, call me everyday, help Agnes to take care of Hailey and most of all, enjoy this dream becoming true.]

"Eu te amo, mãe. Obrigada por tudo. Se eu cheguei até aqui foi porque você lutou e acredito em mim todos esses anos." Carol said looking at her mom in the eye and drying her tears. [I love you, mum. Thank you for everything. If I got here it was because you fought for me and believed in me all these years.]

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