Well I met this guy two years before we started dating. The first time we met was in a train station where he stopped a lad from stealing my handbag. I thanked him and gave him my number if he ever needed anything as a thank you. From then on we became the closest of friends, told each other everything, every secret, every problem, every desire. We knew everything about one another! So one day I wanted to take our friendship to the next stage and I asked him on a date which he accepted. We went to a really nice restaurant and talked over a bottle of wine, we spoke about everything like the weather, where we thought we would be in 10years time and if we wanted kids or not. Anyway he asked me would I like to start dating him which I was very surprised at but also relieved and happy that I didn't have to ask him. Things were going great. On our one year anniversary he took me to the restaurant where we had our first date and proposed. I said ‘yes' obviously. We were dating for three