"falsely accused of robbing a bank, while waiting for my boyfriend who was making a withdrawal. And then he doesn't even bother to come back"

A moderate hiker who goes a bit off path and suddenly goes into labor

Amanda sits on a makeshift throne of literature, a gravid presence in the heart of the library. Her gentle smile belies eyes that whisper tales of sorrow. Amidst the hush of knowledge and the scent of fresh blooms, she finds solace in the stories around her, each page turning a silent plea for understanding and affection.