Fighting demons

Natalie Noe, 33

As my date brushed his blond hair out of his face, I noticed a speck of gold in his blue eyes.

‘Call me Matthew,’ he smiled.

It was late 2012, and Terrance Lee Harris, who everyone called Matthew, had asked me out for dinner.

Then 23, he was charismatic, handsome.

I felt like the luckiest girl in the restaurant.

We chatted for hours about our love of health and fitness.

And Matthew opened up about becoming addicted to painkillers after injuring his back playing football as a teenager.

‘I’m finally clean though,’ he promised.

After a whirlwind three weeks, he