Emma's POV

　　My eyes locked onto Eliana's, searching for any hint of deception, but my mother's gaze remained steady, unwavering. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I realized that Eliana was dead serious.

　　"No," I said finally, my voice firm. "I won't go anywhere with you. I don't know what you want, but I'm not interested."

　　Eliana's expression didn't change, but her eyes seemed to bore deeper into my soul. "Stop trying to resist, Emma," she said, ...