Mine’s quite good.
My teenage love. We were so, so close and I honestly thought I’d marry him. We had been together for just over five years. I was 19 (yeah, I know), and was doing a work experience placement through uni at a law firm in London. He said he’d meet me at Liverpool St one Friday after work, and we’d travel across London together to get the Eurostar to Paris for the weekend like we’d done a few times. He’d got the tickets and booked a hotel and dinner for the next night. Had missed me all week, texted and called daily while I was staying in London. It was Valentine’s Day, 2003, or the day before valentines, can’t remember exactly. I remember it was freezing cold though as I waited…and waited.
He had ended up getting a plane back to Australia to see his parents because his father had told him that I was too young and too ambitious to settle down and have a family. He didn’t tell me this until years later. He also didn’t tell me he’d gone back to Australia. I found that out from his best friend, who was amazing when I called him crying thinking my boyfriend had been killed or abducted or whatever.
I didn’t hear anything from him. In July he was in the local paper (he isn’t famous but comes from a super wealthy aristocratic family) about to have the “wedding of the year”. By which time I was already falling for his best friend, who I’m still married to today.
His marriage ended as quickly as it started. He left voicemails before and after his wedding but I didn’t listen to them. I met him years later, he and my husband remained friends but drifted apart. We were in the uk and he was in Aus.
When he eventually caught up with me, is when he told me what his dad had said. That is also why he married the older than me woman because he thought she was old enough to settle down and have children. Apparently she wasn’t, she was wild. Ironically by the time we had caught up, I was settled down, married and had children.
He told me he loved me and always had. I told him I’d moved on.
He is married now to my look alike but she’s pretty crazy. She really really bosses him about and spends so much money! He still gets in touch sometimes to tell me he’s always regretted what he did. How my husband is living his life. He has kids now. I asked him the last time I messaged him back what he’d do if someone did to his daughters what he’d done to me. I’ve forgiven him but I’ve definitely moved on. I’m very glad it happened because I’ve married the best man on the planet.
Sorry that’s long and incoherent, it’s late here in Australia and I’ve been wine tasting haha!
All the best OP