The painter

One day, while exploring a charming coastal town, Marianne stumbled upon a beach. She went to the shore and sat down on the shore. As she looked into the sea, her eyes started to tear up.

"Why! Why am I living like this? How can I move on from this!" she raged as she continued to tear up.

On the other hand, a painter on the other side heard the scream near him. He looked around, but it seemed like there was no one. He continued to paint, but the loud screams and sobs continued, which caused him unfocused on his work.

Curiosity getting the better of him, the painter decided to investigate the source of the cries. He followed the sound, winding his way through the narrow streets until he reached the beach. There, he found Marianne, sitting alone, with the waves crashing gently against the shore.

He observed the girl from a distance and sighed, he then walked closer to her and handed a handkerchief to her. "Here Ms. use this for the time being."

Marianne looked up, startled by th