Samantha Marshall, 21, Rhymney
Hot tears stung my eyes as I stormed down the college corridor, ignoring my chattering classmates.
‘Are you OK?’ a voice behind me said.
‘That argument looked pretty heated.’
I slowed down, then turned around.
It was December 2020. I’d just started college and was meeting all sorts of people.
Some right characters, like the person I’d just had a tiff with in the corridor.
Calming down, I finally took a good look at the boy who’d stopped me.
Wow!
With thick dark hair and dazzling eyes, he was gorgeous!
‘I’m Lewis,’ he said, offering his hand. ‘Lewis Deabreu.’
As we chatted,
