THE PERFECT ACT
Scrolling through Facebook, a good looking face popped up.
He’s so fit, I thought to myself.
Living in the same area, I’d known of Paul for about two years.
We had a few mutual connections, but that had always been the extent of our relationship.
The local ‘bad boy’, I’d always had a bit of a soft spot for him.
We’d never really spoken properly. We’d exchanged the odd ‘hello’ and liked a few Facebook posts, but that was mainly it.
However, in January 2019, Paul dropped me a message out of the blue.
I’d love to take you out some time, he wrote.
It was completely unexpected. I didn’t know where it had come from.
Only, butterflies swirled as
