TRUE-LIFE
Susan Blood, 44, Ellesmere Port
Admiring the bride and groom stood at the altar, I dabbed away a happy tear.
It was summer 2017 and we were at a friend's wedding.
‘That'll be us one day,’ my boyfriend Darren, then 38, grinned later, as we walked out of the church.
‘No way,’ I grimaced.
As beautiful as I'd found my mate's ceremony, the thought of having my own big white wedding filled me with dread.
‘I'd love to marry you,’ I blurted, seeing the hurt in Darren's eyes.
‘But I
