Cacey Orrick, 20, Blyth
As I chatted to my mates, a good-looking bloke in the corner of the room caught my eye.
‘Who’s that?’ I asked.
‘Curtis,’ my friend replied. ‘He’s single…’
It was January 2021 and I was at a house party.
I was 16, Curtis was 20 – we chatted away, added each other on Snapchat, started messaging daily.
You’re so pretty, he wrote, and, in March, we became a couple.
‘You’re mine now,’ Curtis said.
I smiled, feeling loved.
‘He’s lovely,’ my mum Rachael, then 39, said, when I introduced him.
That November, I missed a period, so I took a test.
‘It’s positive,’ I said, showing Curtis.
‘Get in!’ he grinned, jumping for joy.
Mum was supportive.
Shortly after, Curtis and I moved into our own…
