La aventura de mi vida.

Previously

…As the first hint of dawn painted the sky in shades of rose and lavender, Maya slipped out of her house. The air was cool and carried the briny scent of the sea, a scent that now felt like a siren’s call. She didn’t look back. The town, with its quiet streets and sleeping houses, felt like a world she was leaving behind, a world of safety and predictability. Ahead lay the unknown, the jagged coastline, the whispering cove, and the promise of an adventure that was hers, and hers alone, to claim. The call to adventure had been answered, and Maya, with a heart full of a restless yearning and a head full of dreams, was finally answering it.