Is Love Just Fantasy

She lay down on the couch, feeling exhausted, the trip from the city had drained all her strength, looking at the ceiling, she feels confused and lost. ''Who am I, what have I became, where did the little innocent girl go, soon I will be turning thirty, what have I achieved, where did I go wrong,'' she asked herself. She looks at her house yes, the little single room where there is a curtain separates the bed and the couch. For the last almost ten years her life took a turn, She lost her first job which she got immediately after finishing her computer course. She remembered how happy, innocent and full of hope she was the night she left the village to start a brand new life in the city Nairobi. She could imagine herself young, successful meeting the love of her life and living a happy ever after. But unlike the Story of Cinderella, it's like prince charming never came her way. Here she was broke, broken, loveless and with no hope, and a college dropped. Oh love, does it even exist,............... These memories always ruin her mood, that feeling of betrayal, rejection, and deception. No one likes that feeling of losing it all, she can't even get a simple job they all asking for o years experience. Evana's, heart was beating first she was in rage she changed into a sitting position and wanted to scream and throw her phone on towards the wall, but at that moment, a sweet soft voice, called at the door 'Sasa mom, am back from school, there at the door stood a cute brown boy with the most adorable smile and loving eye, her pacifier. The guardian angel who has helped her stay sane for the last 9 years.............