Bittersweet

We go to bed as a child with a bedtime story. Settling into bed and getting snuggled up to listen to a story book. For me, it was my Nanna who liked to read. She was always reading Cinderella, Snow white or any other princess love story that she could get her hands on, which eventually turned me into a hopeless romantic obsessed with romance novels. This, of course, obscured my vision on what love was like. As I suppose it does with most women. I thought that love was the most amazing thing, that love possessed every part of you and for me, it did. My first boyfriend. My first love. Everything was as it should be or at least according to the books, I couldn't have been happier until he started to change. All of a sudden he wasn't my fairy-tale prince anymore. He went from an incredibly caring man whom I trusted my life with, to someone who made me fear for mine and my Daughters life. This is our story...