Trapped in his mind

Sarah Brown, 34, Deal

Reaching for my buzzing phone, a message from an unfamiliar name made me raise an eyebrow.

Please don’t think I’m weird, it began, but I’d like to get to know you.

It was February 2010, and after scanning his Facebook profile, I could vaguely remember the mystery man.

I’d met Jeff, then 29, a few months earlier on a night out.

He had dark locks, was handsome and had the most luscious eyelashes.

But there’d been no time for boys on our girls’ night.

So we never exchanged numbers, and I didn’t think