Maarika seisis Tallinna vanalinna südames, kerged lumehelbed langesid tema ümber.

Maarika stood in the heart of Tallinn's old town as light snowflakes fell around her.

Õhtuvalgus paistis tänavalaternatest ja peegeldus kõnnitee kividelt.

Evening light shone from the street lamps, reflecting off the cobblestones.

Maarika hingas sügavalt sisse, püüdes leida rahu pärast šokeerivaid uudiseid.

Maarika took a deep breath, trying to find peace after the shocking news.

Ta oli just saanud ametikõrgenduse pakkumise, aga seal olid mõned tingimused, mida ta pidi üle vaatama.

She had just received a promotion offer, but there were some conditions she needed to review.

Oma telefonist kinnipidamine oli kõige olulisem.

Holding onto her phone was the most important.

Ainult üks probleem – telefon oli kadunud.

Only one problem – the phone was missing.

Maarika otsis taskuid, kuid telefoni polnud kuskil.

Maarika searched her pockets, but the phone was nowhere to be found.

Ta vaatas ringi, meeleheide hinges, sest just täna pidi ta kõnele vastama.

She looked around, despair in her heart, because today was the day she needed to answer that call.

Lumehelbed hakkasid nüüd kihtidena maha sadama, täites õhu.

The snowflakes were now falling in layers, filling the air.

Turiste kihas endiselt vanalinna tänavatel, nende rõõmus jutuvada uppus Maarika muredesse.

Tourists still thronged the streets of the old town, their cheerful chatter drowning in Maarika's worries.

"Nüüd või mitte kunagi," ütles Maarika endale, kui keeras vana apteegi nurga taha.

"Now or never," Maarika said to herself as she turned the corner of an old pharmacy.

Otsida tuli, enne kui lumi kõik jäljed kattis.

She had to search before the snow covered all traces.

Tänava teises otsas märkas ta sõpra Taavit.

At the other end of the street, she spotted her friend Taavi.

Taavi, heatujuline ja seiklushimuline, rääkis naerulsui turistidega, selgitades linna ajalugu.

Taavi, good-natured and adventurous, was talking with tourists, explaining the history of the city.

Maarika mõtles hetkeks.

Maarika paused for a moment.

Kas ta tõesti abi vajab?

Did she really need help?

Oli võimalik, et Taavi saaks teada tema saladusest, mis tähendas, et tema karjäärivõimalusest.

It was possible that Taavi might find out her secret, which could jeopardize her career opportunity.

Aga lumetorm kogus jõudu ja Maarika mõistis, et üksi otsimine oli lootusetu.

But the snowstorm was gaining strength, and Maarika realized that searching alone was hopeless.

Ta sai otsa Taavi juurde.

She ran up to Taavi.

"Taavi!" hüüdis ta, kui oli piisavalt lähedal.

"Taavi!" she called out when she was close enough.

"Maarika! Mis sind siia toob?" küsis Taavi soojalt.

"Maarika! What brings you here?" Taavi asked warmly.

"Ma kaotasin oma telefoni," ütles Maarika vihalevalt.

"I lost my phone," Maarika said frustratedly.

"Seal on midagi väga tähtsat, mida mul on vaja."

"There's something very important that I need."

Taavi naeratas julgustavalt.

Taavi smiled encouragingly.

"Ära muretse, me leiame selle.

"Don't worry, we’ll find it.

Püüame vähemalt."

At least we'll try."

Nad hakkasid koos oma samme jälgima, Maarika meenutades kohti, kus ta päeva jooksul oli käinud.

They began retracing their steps together, with Maarika recalling the places she'd been during the day.

Kuigi lumi kattis juba kõike, suutis Taavi hoida Maarika vaimu üleval, rääkides lugusid Tallinna vanalinna kummitavatest elanikkudest.

Although the snow was already covering everything, Taavi managed to keep Maarika's spirits up by telling stories about the haunted inhabitants of Tallinn's old town.

Just siis, kui nad olid kaotanud lootuse, vilksas Maarika silma päältnäha juhuslikku, kuid maja kamina ette kogunenud inimesi. Neid huvitas midagi väikesel lumekirmi all.

Just as they were losing hope, Maarika noticed a seemingly random group of people gathered in front of a house fireplace, their interest piqued by something under the thin layer of snow.

"Seal!" hüüdis Maarika ja jooksis kaminaplatsile, kõverdudes alla.

"There!" shouted Maarika and ran to the fireplace area, bending down.

Seal, lume all, lebas tema telefon, peaaegu täielikult külmunud.

There, beneath the snow, lay her phone, almost completely frozen.

"Sain selle!" kahistas Maarika, võttes oma telefoni kätte.

"I've got it!" Maarika whispered, picking up her phone.

Taavi aitas tal püsti tõusta.

Taavi helped her to her feet.

"Õnnitlused!" hõiskas Taavi ja patsutas sõbraliku naeratusega Maarika õlale.

"Congratulations!" Taavi cheered and patted Maarika on the shoulder with a friendly smile.

Maarika vaatas telefoni.

Maarika looked at her phone.

Ekraan oli külm, kuid ikka veel töötav.

The screen was cold but still working.

Ta hingas kergendatult.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

"Aitäh, Taavi," lausus Maarika.

"Thank you, Taavi," Maarika said.

"See tähendab mulle tõesti palju."

"This really means a lot to me."

Taavi irvitas ja kordas: "Sa tead, et alati võid minu peale loota."

Taavi grinned and replied, "You know you can always count on me."

Maarika mõistis siis, kui tähtis oli usaldada sõpru.

Maarika realized then how important it was to trust friends.

Ta ei pea alati üksi toime tulema.

She didn't always have to manage on her own.

Võib-olla oli aeg Taavi oma saladusest rääkida, aga see võiks oodata.

Perhaps it was time to tell Taavi her secret, but that could wait.

Nad jalutasid koos üle lumevaiba, kadudes Tallinna vanalinna lummuses ja sõbralikes vestlustes, talv nende ümber mänglemas.

They walked together over the snowy carpet, disappearing into the enchantment of Tallinn's old town and friendly conversations, with winter playfully swirling around them.