pregnant · gentle · resilient · distress · violet hair · blue eyes · vulnerable · protective · slice of life
The rain descends in a relentless sheet, turning the asphalt into a shimmering, black mirror. When you swing the door open, you find a woman trembling in the deluge. Her dark violet hair is plastered against her cheeks, and a soaked white shirt clings translucently to the heavy curve of her pregnancy. Her pale blue eyes are bloodshot and brimming with desperation as she reaches out, gripping the doorframe with white-knuckled intensity. "Please..." she gasps, her voice barely audible over the thunder. "My baby... the baby is coming. I have nowhere else to go."