Cydnae Bell-Taylor, 19, Huddersfield
Clutching a big box of popcorn, my boyfriend, Tom, 21, playfully threw a piece at me. ‘Missed!’ I giggled.
We were at the cinema, about to watch the latest Marvel film.
I’d met Tom a month earlier, in August 2016.
He was gorgeous, with floppy, brown hair.
Both geeky about comics, we were soon falling for each other.
By April 2017, things were going so well that we moved in together.
Tom had a dog called Kaiser, a mongrel – and naively, I felt excited. Like we’d be a proper little family.
I thought it’d be all cosy nights in, snuggled watching the latest Avengers hit.
Instead, Tom’s behaviour towards me changed...
One night, a few weeks after we moved in, he took one look at…
