‘They were supposed to be my mates, how could they do this?’ ‘I refused to go out, I was too afraid to face people…’ I’d not long moved into my new home with my daughter Payton, now 3, when I decided to have a housewarming party. ‘I’ll look after Payton for you,’ my mum Nicola, 46, offered.
So that Saturday afternoon, in June 2015, I invited my sister Sarah, 17, and a few close mates over for drinks.
‘Here’s to your new place!’ Sarah said as we clinked glasses.
A bit later, a few male friends turned up. We’d known them for years, so I didn’t mind.
We sat around drinking, chatting and laughing...
It was still light out when people started leaving. Though a few mates didn’t seem in…
