Vanematekodusse jõudis talv kogu oma kirkuses.

Winter arrived at the orphanage in all its glory.

Lumehelbed langesid tasa ja vaikides, kattes kõnniteed ja vana hoone, mille akendest paistis soojust.

Snowflakes fell gently and silently, covering the sidewalks and the old building, whose windows emanated warmth.

Akende taga mängisid lapsed, nende naer kajas läbi koridoride.

Behind the windows, children played, their laughter echoing through the corridors.

Kuid Karoliina istus akna ääres, mõtted sügaval minevikus ja tulevikus, mis tundus talle nagu mõistatus.

But Karoliina sat by the window, her thoughts deep in the past and the future, which seemed to her like a mystery.

Valentinipäev lähenes.

Valentine's Day was approaching.

See oli aeg, kus armastus ja pere teemad olid kõikjal.

It was a time when love and family themes were everywhere.

Karoliina tundis hinges tühjust, mida täitis igatsus teada saada, kust ta pärit on.

Karoliina felt an emptiness in her heart, filled with a longing to know where she came from.

Tema hinges oli hirm - hirm, et ta pole armastust ega kuuluvust väärt.

In her heart was a fear—a fear that she wasn’t worthy of love or belonging.

Ühel talvisel õhtul võttis Karoliina vastu otsuse.

One winter evening, Karoliina made a decision.

Ta pidi teadma oma loo algust.

She had to know the beginning of her story.

Ta pidi teadma, kes ta on ja kas on keegi, kes teda kuskil ootab.

She had to know who she was and whether there was someone waiting for her somewhere.

Karoliina pöördus Toomase poole, poisina, kes teadis arvutitest kõike.

Karoliina turned to Toomas, the boy who knew everything about computers.

„Toomas, ma vajan su abi,” ütles ta vaikselt.

“Toomas, I need your help,” she said quietly.

Toomas noogutas mõistvalt, olles alati valmis teisi aitama.

Toomas nodded understandingly, always ready to help others.

Koos leidsid nad üles Anu, hoolitseva ja sõbraliku kasvataja.

Together, they found Anu, a caring and friendly caretaker.

Kolmekesi pugesid nad vanasse arhiivi, mille kapid olid täis tolmuseid kaustu ja eelmiste laste lugusid.

The three of them snuck into the old archive, whose cabinets were full of dusty folders and stories of previous children.

Karoliina süda tuksus kiiremini, kui Toomas hakkas läbi dokumentide otsima vihjeid tema perekonna kohta.

Karoliina's heart raced faster as Toomas began searching through the documents for clues about her family.

Anu hoidis valvsalt silma peal, pakkudes samal ajal lohutavat kohalolekut.

Anu kept a watchful eye, offering a comforting presence.

„Siin see on,” sosistas Toomas lõpuks.

“Here it is,” whispered Toomas finally.

Karoliina avas, värisevate kätega, vanaümbriku.

Karoliina opened, with trembling hands, an old envelope.

Selle sees oli kiri, mille tema ema oli talle jätnud.

Inside was a letter left for her by her mother.

Süda puperdades luges ta sõnu, mis ütlesid, et teda on alati armastatud ja et tema ema soovis vaid parimat.

With a pounding heart, she read the words, which said that she had always been loved and that her mother wished only the best for her.

Pisaraid silmis, mõistis Karoliina, et ehkki tema bioloogiline perekond jäi kaugeks unistuseks, oli ta täidetud sooja tundega.

With tears in her eyes, Karoliina realized that even though her biological family remained a distant dream, she was filled with a warm feeling.

Varajane hommikupäike paistis aknast sisse, andes talle uue mõtiskluse - perekond ei tähenda alati samu geene jagavat verd.

The early morning sun shone through the window, giving her a new reflection—family doesn’t always mean sharing the same blood.

Perekond tähendab neid, kes on sinu kõrval, kui sa seda kõige rohkem vajad.

Family means those who stand by you when you need it the most.

Vanematekodu ei tundunud enam samamoodi üksildasele ja tühjale.

The orphanage no longer felt the same as lonely and empty.

See oli kodu.

It was home.

Karoliina tundis end seal kuuluvat.

Karoliina felt she belonged there.

Ja kui ta vaatas Anu ja Toomase poole, kes olid ilusilmi tema lugu läbi elanud, mõistis ta, et tal on leidnud armastuse, mida ta polnud arvanud, et tal võiks olla.

And as she looked at Anu and Toomas, who had experienced her story with bright eyes, she realized she had found the love she hadn’t thought she could have.

Talv mängis vanade aknaraamide vahel, kuid Karoliina hinges oli kevad, uus algus ja teadmine, et ta on väärt armastust ja kuuluvust.

Winter played among the old window frames, but in Karoliina's heart, it was spring, a new beginning and the knowledge that she was worthy of love and belonging.

Nii leidis ta oma loo lõpus rahu.

And so, at the end of her story, she found peace.