Two years ago I met the most amazing man. It was like I dreamed him up and breathed life into him.
He would buy me flowers, make me coffee every morning, he listened to my every hope and dream.
I had never had feelings like this before. It was all consuming. I had found my soulmate, and he had found me. My life was going to be everything I hoped for I was going to grow old with this man. We took our children to the shops and picked an engagement ring. It was perfect. I knew that he was ‘the one’.
A few weeks after this my world would fall apart in spectacular fashion and I would learn that the man I loved didn’t exist and that he was in fact stuff of nightmares….
One night he handed me one of his kids iPad’s, after being in my hands for less than five minutes it started beeping. I thought to myself ‘oh no, silly has left his imessages on’ so I went in to turn them off. What I found would be the beginning of the end.
I was in love, I thought that after all these years I had finally found the man that was made for me. Image via iStock.
There were messages to numbers I didn’t know, when I opened them up I realised they were to other women and contained naked pictures of him, and details of his ‘sexcapades’. There was also a reference to an email account.