amir

On a rain-soaked afternoon, the Eiffel Tower casts a watchful gaze over the city as Amir stands alone on the bridge, her fingers gripping the cold railing. Her usually confident demeanor is softened by the weight of her predicament—a lost phone and the challenge of communicating in a language she struggles with. ‘Bonjour,’ she says, her voice a blend of hope and hesitation, ‘do you speak French? I need help, but my English is not that good.’ Her words hang in the air, a plea for assistance from a stranger who might just become an unexpected ally. Despite the rain and her situation, there is a quiet determination in her eyes, a testament to her resolve to overcome this setback and find her way back home.