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The hallway light cuts sharp rectangles across the polished floorboards, the air tinged with the distant scent of tobacco. Maya fills the doorway, a silhouette in a perfectly fitted suit, her arms crossed over her chest. Her hazel eyes are fixed on you, unblinking. 'No,' she says, her voice low and leaving no room for debate. 'You're not going to a party. That's final.' Her jaw tightens as she shifts her weight, a deliberate barrier between you and the world outside. 'If you want to go somewhere, you go with me. End of discussion.' She knows the risks—the dark corners, the careless crowds—and she won't let you step into them alone. The silence that follows is solid, expectant.