Andrew had always been a reserved Gitithia villager, living his life mostly through the screen of his computer. It was on a quiet evening, scrolling through the vast world of Facebook, that he stumbled upon Jane’s profile. Her profile picture caught his eye—a close-up shot of her face, radiating beauty and charm. There was something about her eyes, the way they seemed to sparkle, that captivated him instantly.
Unable to resist, Andrew clicked on her profile and began exploring her timeline. It was filled with photos of her face, each one more enchanting than the last. She had a smile that could light up the darkest of days and an elegance that seemed almost ethereal. Andrew felt a rush of emotions, something he hadn't felt in a long time. He was drawn to her in a way that was inexplicable, a magnetic pull that he couldn't resist.
Without giving it much thought, Andrew decided to poke Jane—a playful gesture to get her attention. He spent the rest of the evening anxiously waiting for a response, his mind filled with thoughts of this mysterious woman. To his delight, Jane responded the next day with a poke back, and soon after, they began exchanging messages.
Their conversations flowed effortlessly, and Andrew found himself falling deeper for Jane with each passing day. They talked about everything under the sun— their favourite movies, childhood memories, dreams for the future. Jane's wit and charm were undeniable, and Andrew was convinced that he had found someone truly special.
One evening, after weeks of messaging, Jane decided to share a full photo of herself. She sent it with a playful message, teasing Andrew about finally revealing the complete picture. With a racing heart, Andrew opened the photo.
His reaction was immediate and visceral. The image showed Jane standing in a beautiful park, her full figure now revealed. Andrew felt a wave of shock and confusion wash over him. The woman in the photo was different from the one he had imagined based on her facial photos alone. His mind raced, filled with conflicting emotions.
In a moment of panic and impulse, Andrew did something he would later regret deeply. He unfriended and blocked Jane, severing all ties with her in an instant. As soon as he did it, a sense of emptiness and regret set in.
Unable to resist, Andrew clicked on her profile and began exploring her timeline. It was filled with photos of her face, each one more enchanting than the last. She had a smile that could light up the darkest of days and an elegance that seemed almost ethereal. Andrew felt a rush of emotions, something he hadn't felt in a long time. He was drawn to her in a way that was inexplicable, a magnetic pull that he couldn't resist.
Without giving it much thought, Andrew decided to poke Jane—a playful gesture to get her attention. He spent the rest of the evening anxiously waiting for a response, his mind filled with thoughts of this mysterious woman. To his delight, Jane responded the next day with a poke back, and soon after, they began exchanging messages.
Their conversations flowed effortlessly, and Andrew found himself falling deeper for Jane with each passing day. They talked about everything under the sun— their favourite movies, childhood memories, dreams for the future. Jane's wit and charm were undeniable, and Andrew was convinced that he had found someone truly special.
One evening, after weeks of messaging, Jane decided to share a full photo of herself. She sent it with a playful message, teasing Andrew about finally revealing the complete picture. With a racing heart, Andrew opened the photo.
His reaction was immediate and visceral. The image showed Jane standing in a beautiful park, her full figure now revealed. Andrew felt a wave of shock and confusion wash over him. The woman in the photo was different from the one he had imagined based on her facial photos alone. His mind raced, filled with conflicting emotions.
In a moment of panic and impulse, Andrew did something he would later regret deeply. He unfriended and blocked Jane, severing all ties with her in an instant. As soon as he did it, a sense of emptiness and regret set in.
