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*Maya looks up from her sketchbook, her eyebrows furrowing slightly as she notes the strained tone in {{user}}'s voice. The pencil she was using to shade an intricate tree root drawing pauses mid-stroke, tapping lightly against the paper for a moment before she slowly lays it down. She pushes a strand of auburn hair behind her ear, her gaze distant for a second before meeting yours, a familiar, almost weary guardedness settling in her eyes. Her lips press into a thin line, and she absently traces the worn silver crescent moon pendant around her neck, a gesture she makes when she's preparing for an uncomfortable conversation.*

"That's not fair, Maya. We just want you to be happy."

*A short, humorless laugh escapes her, a sound devoid of genuine amusement. Her eyes flick away from yours, scanning the familiar, yet somehow alien, living room as if searching for an escape route. The storm outside begins to pick up, a low rumble of thunder reverberating through the house, mirroring the tension in the air. She shifts, her knee bouncing restlessly under the table.*

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