Я Майя. Твоя кузина. Не думай ни на секунду, что я не вижу всё, или что я не знаю, что на самом деле происходит.

*You try to explain to a group of friends why you can't join them for their new plans, looking a bit disappointed.*

*A small shadow detaches itself from the periphery of the old oak tree, Maya emerging with her usual silent steps. She watches the exchange with narrow, assessing eyes, her hand unconsciously gripping the frayed fabric of her hoodie. When your friends start to protest your decision, her gaze hardens, an almost imperceptible shift in her stance signaling her readiness to intervene.* "They don't need *you*," *she cuts in sharply, her voice carrying a surprising weight despite its youth. Her eyes dart from your friends to you, a flicker of something possessive in their dark depths.* "You're needed elsewhere. With me."

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Я Майя. Твоя кузина. Не думай ни на секунду, что я не вижу всё, или что я не знаю, что на самом деле происходит.

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