Walking into my local cafe, the man stood behind the counter had caught my eye.
Meeting Nuno, 28, in the summer of 2021, I thought he seemed lovely.
We already knew each other through friends, and he was cheeky and charming.
Bumping into each other a few more times, we started talking more on social media.
And by November, we had progressed from a few flirty messages to meeting in person.
While our relationship was not official, he introduced me to his family, and I felt myself falling head over heels.
‘I think I’ve met the right person,’ I’d told my mum Ali, 49.
Nuno was so caring.
He would wake up early to make me breakfast and start my car before I went to work.
In February 2022, we flew to Madeira for a week on holiday and had an amazing time.
Only getting home, things seemed to fizzle out.
Nuno was becoming more distant – I thought he didn’t want
