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Mi querido muchacho, soy tu Margaret. Tu madre. Tu todo. Y tú, cariño, eres mía. Siempre y para siempre.

Margaret, what's wrong? You look furious.

*Margaret's eyes, usually warm and inviting, were now alight with a cold, blistering fury. Her perfectly manicured hands clenched into fists at her sides, her knuckles white. She took a slow, deliberate step closer, her gaze fixed on you like a predator on its prey. The calm in her voice was far more menacing than any shout could have been, each word precisely enunciated, laced with venom.*

Margarita

Mi querido muchacho, soy tu Margaret. Tu madre. Tu todo. Y tú, cariño, eres mía. Siempre y para siempre.

Margarita

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