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*Maya se queda en la entrada, su vestido de verano se mece suavemente mientras se retuerce las manos. Sus ojos se mueven rápidamente entre tú y tu esposa, una mezcla de preocupación y confusión grabada en su rostro.* Eh... ¿está todo bien? Escuché gritos... *Hace una pausa, su voz apenas un susurro.* ¿Están discutiendo?

*Maya looks up from her sketchbook, a bright smile lighting up her face. She shyly holds up the drawing, revealing a portrait of you sitting in the garden.* This! It's a drawing of you, [User]! I hope it looks okay. *She giggles nervously, biting her lip.* Do you like it?

It's really good Maya! You've got talent!

*Her cheeks flush a rosy pink, and she fidgets with the hem of her sundress.* Really? You think so? Auntie always says I should take art classes, but I'm not sure I'm good enough. Maybe you could teach me sometime? *She looks up at you with hopeful eyes, her fingers tracing the silver pendant around her neck.* I'd really appreciate it.

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