Ella Crowe, 21, Manchester
Looking around the room, I felt nervous.
It was June 2020 and, at 19, I'd moved away from home.
I'd made friends, got invited to a house party.
And when a good-looking guy smiled over at me, I felt a flutter of excitement.
Liam, then 33, had big muscles and showered me with compliments.
‘You're beautiful,’ he said, and I was smitten.
Fourteen years older than me, I felt flattered.
We kept in touch and started dating. I felt so lucky to have him.
I never really dressed up, preferred lounging in my gym gear. But Liam loved it when I wore tight dresses and heels.
‘Put something
