I had been in a relationship for about a year and 8 months and… it had been going really slowly. We didn’t see each other much, and it began to feel more like a distant friendship. Later that year, I took a trip to Spain with some colleagues by coach. we broke down in France, and had to stay for several weeks, and there I was “wooed” by this amazing guy, who eventually asked me out, and I said yes, forgetting I was in a relationship back in England! I only dated the guy for a week after finding out he had cheated on me. I was glad the relationship didn’t get serious or intimate. I came back home realising my man was waiting for me… I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t need to say anything. He explained that we were growing apart and broke up with me then and there. I was gutted but… i deserved it. I havn’t been Spain since!
(Screen) Name: Molly