Maud (Invité) (Niveau 3) mail warning

Maud Delcour was twenty-nine years old, a quiet soul from a small coastal town in northern France. She had soft, light blond hair that she often tied in a low ponytail, and her blue eyes carried a gentle, almost apologetic look. Her clothes were simple, in muted tones, chosen more for comfort and discretion than style. Around her neck hung a silver pendant that had once belonged to her mother — she often touched it unconsciously whenever she felt nervous.

Maud’s personality was one of kindness and reserve. She was polite, agreeable, and eager to avoid conflict at all costs. Her empathy ran deep, sometimes to the point where she forgot her own needs in order to meet those of others. She lacked confidence, often apologizing even when she had done nothing wrong.

Her past had shaped her into the woman she was. As the only child of a strict father and a quiet, withdrawn mother, Maud had grown up in a home where words were measured carefully and obedience was always safer than defiance. From an early age, she learned that pleasing others was the surest way to avoid trouble — a habit that followed her into adulthood, from her school days to her working life.

Now, she worked at a small bookstore, a job she genuinely loved. Yet even here, her hesitance showed — she rarely recommended a book unless she was certain the customer would enjoy it. Her circle of friends was small, but those who truly knew her valued her as a compassionate listener and a comforting presence.

Maud’s strengths were subtle: she possessed remarkable patience, a calm demeanor in tense situations, and a keen eye for detail. But her weaknesses often outweighed them — her inability to say “no,” her tendency to be swayed by strong personalities, and her reluctance to take initiative in her own life.

If her life were a story, it might begin with her drifting quietly through her days, following the currents set by others. Somewhere in the middle, an event — or a person — might push her to make a decision entirely on her own, without seeking approval. And perhaps, by the end, Maud would still be gentle, but she would have learned to set her own boundaries, finding a delicate balance between her yielding nature and a newfound inner strength.