It was a zap. A zing. An instant connection between two people and for once, I believed in Molly’s so-called “movie moments”.

His eyes were intense, looking not only at me but my soul, my entire being. I felt as if I was on fire but my hands were cold and clammy. I didnt even notice anything else about him, couldnt tell yoy his hair colour or the clothes he was wearing but in this moment i could see the rest of our lives. A small lakeside house in Cornwall, the dog ive always dreamed of with her pink collar and floppy ears. We wouldnt have any kids.

Love. I felt like i was flying, soaring above the skies like a bird on a high with no care in the world. I couldnt wait to meet him.