Meet Keira Whitaker, a strong working and independent woman. Though she has had her ups and downs throughout her life, she still manages to keep moving.
What happens when a guy comes between her life again?
I don't know if some of you remember but I had this book out before but I deleted it. Though I still have it on my library I can read it. So I did and I realized I shouldn't even have deleted it in the first place.
So I'm bringing it back. It was called "Act Like You Love Me" Now it's called Love. I hope y'all enjoy the book as much as I did. The story is the same but it's a lot changed around. Like the character names I changed. But it's something new I decided to do. I hope y'all like it. Enough of my typing. Here's the first chapter to you!!
No this isn't a fanfiction, I just have these people to get a glimpse of what they could possibly look like. Only pictures are is the main character. So only two people everyone else isn't that necessary.
Keira Cymone Whitaker
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Ryan Nathaniel Wright
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Keira Whitaker
I repeatedly hit the stirring wheel irritated by the heavy traffic this morning.
Today is my first day at a new job and all I wanted to do was make a great first impression. I glanced at my watch and back at the road, I had at least thirty minutes to make it there and the hospital wasn't even ten minutes away. I took a sip from my coffee, placing it back into the cup holder.
It was only seven-thirty in the morning and the traffic was backed all the way towards my house. All I needed was to get off of the next upcoming exit and be at the hospital within ten minutes.
Taking another sip from my coffee, I placed it in the cup holder and lightly taped my steering wheel along to the beat of Giving Him Something He Could Feel played on the radio.
The traffic started to move, revealing the horrible wreck that had occurred. Which sadden me for being impatient, but then again I hated when everyone wanted to slow down the traffic to get the scope on what happened.
