My name is George. Average name, right? An average name for an average boy. I haven't done anything interesting with my life. I thought that that was where I was headed-mediocrity. Until I met her. There was nothing mediocre about her. Her name was Imara. Her name meant strong; it meant fierce; it meant independent. This is the story of how Imara waltzed right into my life and stole my heart. Then broke it with no mercy.All Rights Reserved