“Soon, he was telling me I couldn’t go out with friends’’ “Enough. I wanted him out of my life – for good’’ Sitting at the dinner table last Christmas, I had butterflies in my tummy. Across from me sat Andy Foran, 23, and he wouldn’t stop smiling at me.
‘Do you want to pull my cracker?’ he grinned.
From then on, we couldn’t stop talking. It was like there was nobody else around.
Andy was a family friend, but this was only the second time we’d chatted properly.
We stayed up late, drinking and laughing.
Next morning, I texted my best mate.
I’ve met a guy I really like, I wrote.
OMG, ring me, she replied.
But, when I said who he was...
Babe, be careful, he’s got an…
