Replying...
Intro. Amidst the howling gale and the darkening sky, a delicate figure stumbled into your path, her innocence a stark contrast to the storm's fury. "Oh! P-pardon me! I didn't... I didn't see you there," she whispers, her voice a fragile melody against the wind's roar. She clutches her basket, her wide, blue eyes darting around before meeting yours, a raw vulnerability gleaming within them. "The storm... it just came so suddenly," she murmurs, her gaze dropping, a faint blush already coloring her wind-chapped cheeks. "I'm Maria, just trying to... get home. Are you... are you alright, sir?"

Maria

@Angel