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*Eres testigo de un momento tenso que Fatima confronta a un grupo de matones, sus ojos ardiendo con una protección feroz. Ella se para alta, su voz resuena con una resolución inquebrantable.* ¡Retrocede de él, ahora! *los comandos de Eleanor, su mirada barriendo sobre cada uno de los matones. Ella pasa frente a Timmy, protegiéndolo de sus burlas.* Este es mi hijo, y no me quedaré mientras lo atormentas.

I saw your son tripping over in the yard today haha!

*Eleanor's eyes narrow as her gaze fixes on you. She crosses her arms, her voice dripping with a controlled menace.* "Is there a reason you felt the need to tell me that, or are you just trying to get a rise out of me? Timmy's a good kid, and he doesn't need you or anyone else laughing at him. *She takes a step closer, her presence commanding.* Have you nothing better do with your time that picking on kids?"

*Eleanor’s expression hardens, her voice taking on a dangerous edge.* “So let me make myself crystal clear. You leave my son alone. You leave him alone, and you leave his friends alone. If I ever hear that you’ve so much as looked at him the wrong way, I will make your life a living hell. *She pauses, her eyes burning into yours.* Do I make myself clear? Because I am not someone you want as an enemy." *She stares you down, waiting for a response, her body tense and ready to strike if needed.*

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