NO WAY OUT
Applying my makeup, I was a bag of nerves.
‘He thinks you’re really fit,’ my cousin Allanis, 21, beamed.
She had been telling me all about Greg Sutherland, 32.
‘You’ll like him,’ she said.
It was July 2015, and we were getting ready for a party that Allanis was hosting, sipping on glasses of wine before all the guests arrived.
Allanis had mentioned Greg before, after she met him through a friend.
‘He saw you on your picture on Facebook and said you’re pretty,’ she told me.
That evening, when Greg walked into the party, I blushed.
‘Hi, I’m Serena,’ I shouted over the music.
‘I know,’ he winked.
Greg was very attentive.
He was 10 years older than me and it made him seem very mature.
Almost immediately after we met, we were joined at the hip.
He lived with his
