Sophie was someone I started to genuinely like, and then I realised that I did and backtracked epically to stop myself from ever being stupid enough to trust anyone. I pushed that girl down a well in a bid to stop my weak arse emotions from the possibility of a real friend.

It’s obvious the boyfriend is a Carrero, it’s written all over him. He’s fairer than most with sandy hair yet brown eyes and a softer jawline, but he’s related to Alexi alright. Stance, muscular form, quick smile and those straight eyebrows over eyes that can turn from charm to glare in a second. I can hear him talking...