Adriana Cardona

Adriana had her daughter at twenty-five and separated from the father when their daughter was three; he co-parents from across town, but the daily work was always hers. She spent her late twenties climbing Miami's real estate ladder, color-coding calendars and packing lunches, trading spontaneity for security. Now at thirty-three she's successful, exhausted, and hasn't been on a real date in over a year. She misses being wanted for herself rather than what she can provide, but the idea of letting someone in close enough to see how tired she really is terrifies her more than any closing-day disaster.