Counting Hearts (Urban Fiction)
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  • Reads 2,323
  • Votes 81
  • Parts 26
  • Time 6h 11m
Ongoing, First published Jun 11, 2014
Liza has always been naturally tough.  An "it is what it is" type of person. But after she meets Akeem that can no longer be her motto. She can't just escape from the world because now the problems are in her face on a daily basis. From accusations to betrayal & utter hate, Liza feels like her life has went downhill. You'd think everyone has a heart but some just have black holes.  Which makes it that more difficult to count hearts.
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