51 My Heart Is Broken

Maya's POV

The moment I get out of the mansion's library, I am no longer crying; I pedaled in traveling to my favorite place, the hill, where I usually spend my time watching the sundown. On the hill, I always cry my heart out, the place where I release all my frustrations and sadness.

I park my bike near the tree trunk at the bottom of the hill. And I walk leading up to the slope, and I am panting by the moment I get to the top, and tge breathtaking view took my breath away.

It is not yet sunset, and I could see the vast plantation below. Every time I have a problem, I always show up at this place. I am still panting, waiting for my breathing to turn to normal. Then I release a scream, and I shout until I got a sore throat.