This is my love story – my one confession. A story about the time I fell in love outside the love I was supposed to have. This all took place when I was living abroad for a few months. I was in a long-distance relationship with my husband. Because of this, it had been a while since, well, my last time so seeing that tall guy walk in with his bright blue eyes, all I could do is smile at him. He wasn’t the typical beachy type – blond, surfer hair and all that, but he did have that certain cockiness about him. That little twinkle in his eye when he looked at me. We didn’t speak much that day. Exchanged names and so. But we kept peeking at each other whilst having conversations with others. Nothing but an innocent, curiosity.