Louise Hughes, 27, from Wigan
Sipping on my glass of wine, I spotted a few new faces approach our table.
‘Is this seat taken?’ a handsome stranger asked.
‘Be my guest,’ I blushed, offering him the spot.
It was October 2012, and I was unwinding with a couple of colleagues in the local pub when I first met Dave Hughes, then 27.
Right from the start, Dave, a trainee mechanic, seemed kind and outgoing – I felt instantly at ease around him.
‘Can I have your number?’ he asked boldly.
‘Of course,’ I beamed, handing my phone over to him before saying goodbye.
The next morning, I woke up to a text from Dave.
Lovely to meet you, he said.
I felt like a giddy schoolgirl as the two of us started messaging back and forth before arranging to go for a drink at
