Dear Girl Beside Me At The Cafe, Don’t Let Your Boyfriend Treat You This Way

Dear Girl Beside Me, I don’t think you’d remember me. I was the aunty who ran to the empty table beside yours at the cafe, the one who was reading The Sunday Times while waiting for her husband to be done ordering the food. While you were still typing away on your phone, the guy … Continue reading Dear Girl Beside Me At The Cafe, Don’t Let Your Boyfriend Treat You This Way