Kiera made a life-changing decision a few days ago, one that may come back to haunt her in the future, but trust me, she doesn't care. Life had dealt her a worse hand than she deserved, but she refused to let it break her anymore. She has moved on, rebuilt her identity, and given herself a chance to start over after grieving all her losses.
However, there was one thing she could never change - the trauma from her past, which continued to haunt her in her dreams.
It was 7:15 a.m. The soft golden light filled the room, and kiera could hear the bird songs outside her window as she sat on her bed, staring at the email she had received yesterday.
She had sent her forged resume to a few websites a few days ago, and one of them had responded, requesting she show up by 10:00 a.m. today for an interview. After receiving numerous rejections due to her damaged reputation. “Perhaps changing my identity wasn't a bad idea after all.”
Having said that, she got up and moved to the bathroom, where she turned on the shower and closed her eyes, letting the water caress her body.
"You're a failure, Lana starkwood. A cheat. Nobody wants you here, freaking ex-convict. We were never your friends,you were just too stupid to realize."
With those words echoing in her mind, she turned off the shower and hurried outside.
You must be wondering who Lana Thompson is. Kiera is, or should i say, used to be. There is no greater betrayal than that which came from people closest to you.
She still couldn't get over what Maxwell and Christie did to her, but that was a discussion for another day because she had an interview to prepare for.
After staring at her closet for about 15 minutes, she decided to wear a black pencil skirt and a royal blue blouse, paired with black heels. Regarding her hair, she covered up her gorgeous long blond hair with a black wig, put on black-rimmed big-eyed glasses, and had braces placed on her teeth.
“Umm, I have to disguise good, so don't judge me.” she said, giggling to herself. Taking a quick look at her table clock, she knew she would be late if she didn't leave right away. Therefore, she quickly left the room after grabbing her bag and credentials from the table.
The taxi she was riding in finally came to a stop, and as she stepped out, she couldn't help but look up at the skyscraper with the TitanTech Solutions logo on it.
"I really hope everything works out for you, Kiera. It will be a good sign for a new beginning," she whispered to herself as she walked into the building.
As soon as she walked in, she noticed the receptionist's desk and Kiera went straight to her. "Hi, umm, I am here to interview for the position of Mr. Cruz's assistant."
"Sure! May I know your name, please?" The receptionist asked.
" Kiera," with a dejected expression, " it's Keira Martins." If kiera hadn't taken enemies as close friends, she wouldn't have had to go by an unknown identity.
"Alright. Take the second lift, the interview is on the 30th floor. There, you will find one of our employees who will assist you."
"Okay, thank you," Kiera replied, forcing a smile.
"Good luck." The receptionist wished her with a soft smile.
The elevator was packed with men, which made the ride very uncomfortable. They were all just staring at Kiera like she was weird, but kiera couldn't care less. Her only goal was to keep her traumatic past hidden at all costs, even if it meant looking like a clown.
As soon as the door leading to the 30th floor opened, Kiera spotted another receptionist and moved in her direction.
"Hi, I'm here for the interview."