Where did my Prince Charming go?
Apr 09, 2020
3 minutes
Claire Hargrove, 30, Belfast
lipping a fried egg on to a plate, my boyfriend Daniel ruffled my son’s hair.
‘Grub’s up!’ he smiled as he wiped down the kitchen side.
It was March 2014 and I couldn’t believe my luck.
Daniel, then 26, doted on my son from a previous relationship, and helped with the school runs and the housework.
Treated me like a queen.
Not to mention that I fancied him silly, loved his stocky build
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