MAYA
Here I was, packing my hair into ponytail fashion as I stood before the mirror. Today, I wasn't the secretary of the famous Hunter Hotels and I wasn't the journalist of Daystar News. Today, I was just Maya Coleman, an ordinary lady who was going to tour around the city. At least, It would cheer me up from the reckless decision I was making.
I exhaled once I was done and smiled at the mirror. But mirrors don't lie, it was evidently reflecting my sadness. And in oblivion, I let out a heavy sigh. I began trembling and I felt anxiety grow at an alarming rate within me. If Ana were here, she would have probably chosen to spend the day with me but her mother had fallen ill leaving me to this loneliness.
Maybe going out was a bad idea, as the media still got eyes on me. I sighed again an
