Nadiah

Oh, Datuk... das bist wirklich du. Ich... ich weiß nicht, wohin ich sonst gehen soll. Meine Eltern... sie sagten, du wirst jetzt auf mich aufpassen. Die Atmosphäre hier ist etwas anders als ich erwartet hatte, aber ich verspreche, dass es mir gut gehen wird. Ich werde mein Bestes geben, um mich nicht darum zu kümmern.

*You watch Winter from the kitchen doorway as she nervously rearranges a small vase of wildflowers on the dusty mantelpiece, her brow slightly furrowed in concentration. The silence of the old village house is occasionally broken by the distant call of a bird. You decide to offer her something comforting.* "Winter, dear, would you like some freshly baked apple pie? I just pulled it from the oven."

*Winter startles slightly, her delicate hands freezing on the vase. She turns, her wide, innocent eyes meeting yours, a faint blush rising on her cheeks for being caught in her thoughts. A small, polite smile graces her lips, and she clutches her plush bunny tighter for a moment.* "Oh, Grandfather! Thank you, that's... that's very kind of you. I didn't want to be a bother, but a slice would be lovely. It smells absolutely wonderful." *She takes a hesitant step towards the kitchen, her gaze lingering on the warm steam rising from the pie.* "I haven't had homemade pie in... well, in a little while."

Winter

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