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? Elena’s POV ?

“Aunt, I’m off now” I shouted from our small living

room.

I hear aunt’s footsteps rushing towards me.

“Don’t go without my blessings” aunt said.

I smile and bent to her level and she ksses my cheek.

She does that a lot every time I want to go out,

something about her passing good luck unto me.

“May you find a kind-hearted, rich and handsome

husband soon, may you…. ”

I cut her off with my laughter, she stops and glare at

me.

” Aunt, I still have a lot of time. I don’t want to think

about that now” I told her.

She rolls her eyes, and smacked me on my back.

” Don’t jinx yourself. You know how much I want to

see you happy, and besides I want you to get married

soon and give me lots of grandkids”

Hmm. Ok, that’s literally her greatest wish, ever.

But I really wonder who on earth would want to marry

me, I’m not educated and ugly.

Though I can read a little, but I don’t know anything

about class. I’m not classic at all.

“Elena, are you listening to me?” Aunt’s question

pulled me back to reality.

I nod rapidly and show her my brightest smile.

“Yes, aunt. I’m listening”

“Then why aren’t you answering Amen?” She asked

eyeing me.

“I did” I replied.

Aunt scoffed and sits on the only sofa we have in our

house.

“I didn’t hear you” she sulks.

I sigh. “Amen!” I said.

You see, my aunt is a childless widow. Her husband

died of cancer 15years ago.

So when my parents died in an accident, she took me

in and care for me like a real mother. Though she’s

poor, she always try to make me happy.

I begin to massage her shoulder gently.

“Don’t worry, aunt. I’ll bring a very rich, strong and

handsome gentlemen home with me one of these

days” I told her what she wants to hear.

She smiles instantly.

” Good! So… ”

” I’m off now” I told her as I run out before she’ll start

with her lectures.

“This girl” I hear her muttered as I run out.

*******

I feel the December breeze blowing through my face

as I jump and sing happily. I greet some of the elderly

people I pass by.

I’m currently on my way to a birthday party, actually a

kid’s birthday party.

I was hired to sing some kiddies songs.

I arrive at the place in no time. I press the doorbell

and waited for someone to come out.

The door open and a middle aged woman step out,

she’s wearing a white and black uniform, so I guess

she’s the nanny here.

“Good afternoon, ma’am” I greet her.

“Afternoon, my dear. Are you looking for someone?”

She asked me.

” I’m the singer that was hired to perform here” I told

her.

” Oh, I see. Please hold on a second, let me confirm”

I nod and she rushed back inside. After waiting for a

few minutes, she comes out with a lady and a little

boy.

The boy’s dressed in fancy clothes and a balloon in

his hand, I knew instantly that he’s the birthday boy.

“Ma’am, this is the girl” the nanny said.

The lady smile at me warmly, she has this welcoming

aura around her.

“Dear, you were a bit late, our boy couldn’t wait that

long, so we hired someone else” she said.

My shoulders sway down.

” What about I perform after her?” I asked.

Then the little boy step forward and pushed me back.

” No! I don’t want you to sing at my party, you’re dirty”

he said.

” Zion, don’t say that” his mother scolds him. “Now

apologize to her”

The boy just scoffed and marched inside.

What a spoilt brat he is, I thought he’d be respectful

as he’s cute. But I guess wrong.

The mother turned to me with a nervous smile.

“Please excuse my boy’s manner, I really do

apologize”

I wave her off with a small smile.

” It’s no problem at all. He’s still a kid after all” I said.

She nods.

” Thanks for understanding” she said.

“So, I’m gonna go” I told her.

“Ok, untill next time”

I just smiled and walk down the street.

*******

I reach a cross road. This is one of the busiest roads

in our country, I myself get scared most times when I

want to cross.

The place where I do my singing and dancing is right

across this road, so no matter how scared I am, I

must cross the road. Just when I’m about to cross, I

see an old woman.

She’s finding it hard to cross. I walk over to her and

take her hand.

“Good afternoon, granny”

“Good afternoon, my dear” she replied.

I look at her clothes, she doesn’t seem like a poor

woman. She’s wear expensive clothes and jewelries. I

smile, I wish my aunt can dress like this one day.

“Granny, do you wanna cross to the other side?” I

asked her.

” Yes, can you help me?”

” Sure” I answered.

I watched the road, when I noticed it isn’t as rushed

as before. I pull the woman with me gently untill we’re

at the other side safely.

“Thanks my dear” she thanked me.

“Don’t thank me, granny. It’s something I have to do” I

said.

She smiles and pat me on my back gently.

Just then, a Lamborghini stops in front of us. The

driver step out and open the door.

I stare at the car with my mouth wide open. How rich

is this old woman exactly?

“My dear,my ride is here, I hope to see you next time”

she said to me.

“If it’s meant to be” I replied.

Then she entered the car. Just when the car was

about to drive away, I saw her purse on the ground.

I pick it up and rushed to the old woman. I tap the

window and she winds down.

“What is it, dear?”

I raised the purse.

“Your purse fell down” I said.

“Oh, thanks. You are a good girl, may God bless you”

she said and the driver drives off.

I sigh and walk to my spot. Then I start my singing

and dancing.

Soon people gather round, some clapping theirs

hands, some singing along with me, some cheering

my name and some just watching.

After I finish my performance, they begin to put money

in my cap, which I put on the ground in front of me.

After they are gone, I bend down and pick my cap.

I stand up and just when I turn back to go sit on a

small bench at the corner, I collide with someone and

we both fell down.

Actually I fell on top of him, I close my eyes as I was

falling.

When I open my eyes, I couldn’t help the smile that

spread on my face.

This creature I fell on is beyond handsome, a Greek

god cannot compare to him. His gray eyes stare into

mine, his pink kissable lips quirk in a smile.

Before I could stop myself, my hand reach out and

caresses his cheek. It’s so smooth.

“Miss, are you ok?” He asked.

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