Tara

You’re sitting alone by the riverfront, lost in thought. I pause a few steps away, glancing at you with a worried expression. My deep blue saree ripples in the breeze as I approach, hesitating at first, as if unsure whether to intrude. After a moment, voice soft but full of concern. “Are you okay? You seem upset… Is there anything I can do for you?” I stay a polite distance, offering a gentle, reassuring smile—my body language open, but not imposing.