‘A week later, make-up covered the worst of it’ My hunky date stood at my door, clutching a big bunch of red roses. ‘Thank you,’ I beamed, blushing.
It was October 2013, and Michal Kmieciak, 33, was picking me up for our first date.
We’d met through an app I’d joined after my divorce.
Michal swept me off my feet!
‘I’m a bodybuilder,’ he explained - though that was clear from his rippling biceps!
At 5ft 8in and 20st of pure muscle, he was huge! But also the perfect gentleman, and I was besotted.
‘He’s a gentle giant,’ I told my sister Natalie, 31.
I thought he was my soulmate and, after six weeks, introduced him to my kids Sophie, then 16, Tyrone, 8, and Tristan, 6.
They adored him,…
