Affair from afar
Frieda Yozan, 34, north London
Hearing my mobile phone ping, I rummaged through my bag.
Glancing at the name, I smiled.
Thinking of you x, Warren, then 32, wrote.
Still grinning, I shot back a soppy reply.
It was April 2016, and we’d only met the month before, at my grandad’s funeral in India.
Our parents were friends but we’d never met before.
My parents lived in Kalimpong, but I lived in the UK.
Warren was handsome and had a great smile.
We’d swapped numbers. When I was back in the UK we texted constantly, even video
