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Samira followed Elena out into the garden, she couldn’t shake the feeling of being led into a trap. The garden was sprawling and meticulously maintained, with rose bushes in full bloom and a small fountain gurgling softly in the center. Elena walked slowly, her posture graceful, every movement calculated.

Samira kept her eyes forward, determined not to show any signs of weakness. She had dealt with worse than Ray’s mother; she reminded herself she was not some innocent lamb to be led to slaughter. But the air around them was thick with their unspoken words, and Elena’s silence was more unnerving than her sharp remarks.

"You know," Elena began, breaking the quiet, "Ray is very dear to me. He’s my only son, my greatest joy. But he’s also my greatest worry."

Samira nodded politely, unsure where this was going. Elena stopped by the fountain, turning to face her directly. The older woman’s eyes were probing, as if searching for some hidden truth beneath Samira's calm exterior.

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